I cherished the sight of wooden houses around me and the coconut tree skyline of Marang, Terengganu in the soft rays of the sunrise.
As we wheezed along the coastline, I captured as many and as best as I could the glistening sea and sky against the morning sun.
For a moment, I was transported back to that place I used to wish for where I would see myself running on the green grass on the hills with the breeze around me. I thought of the old days where my friends and I would cycle around our villages in the Eid festive season visiting people we didn’t even know but felt like neighbours anyway.
The freedom of childhood in my days when the narrow lanes and the bushes were safe playgrounds. Back in the days when children could live without fear.
Ah….nostalgia.
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