Tuesday, August 16

#136

I remember vividly every inch of the house.
a big room, a small kitchen next to toilet, the balcony.

of course, the gloomy corridor and the messy elevator.

also the train that I can watch from the balcony each time it passes the flats.
every time I hear the sound of the train coming I will run to the balcony
and shout,
   "Kerete api! kerete api!"

I never get bored of it.


Photo Taken from here





"Ini 15 tahun yang lalu. Sekarang dah tak ada apa.. yang tinggal cuma cebisan memori halus."
"Saya rindu flat bukit chagar dan atok atas."
Al-Fatihah.




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