Sometimes, when you’ve been away for long from your homeland, you tend to look forward to going back. I’m no different. Though I was only away for 11 months, I still missed Malaysia a lot. After all, my situation is rather confusing. See if you can keep up. I’m a Materials Engineering student studying in Manchester from Malaysia who lives in Qatar. Are you still with me? Okay, maybe its not that confusing after all.
But still. Studying abroad. Living overseas. Both, away from the people that you’ve come to know and appreciate, away from the people that you’re used to seeing everyday. That was a massive change. There’s no guide for either one. There’s no “how to live overseas and forget the people back home for dummies” book. If there was one, that’d be the book with the longest title ever. I’d be surprised if it weren’t.
So that was that. A year ago a week from today, I left Malaysia. Has it really been a year? Silly question to ask but there you go. Time flies. Which paves way for the 2-week old question I’ve been asking myself and what I’ve been asked by some. How was my return/trip to Malaysia with my brother? I could answer that in a lot of ways. But I’m gonna go for the shortest answer since I’ve put this off long enough!
So how was Malaysia? It was…..odd! Never have I imagined myself going back to Malaysia as a tourist. Cause that’s exactly what I did. There was no home that I stayed in. No car of my own (or family’s, rather). We stayed at a budget hotel which was just that. We rented a Perodua Myvi for 16 days that cost more than it would to rent an Audi, Mercedes or the likes in Europe for the same duration. Digest that for a second and realise how ridiculous it sounds.
SCREW POLITICS that affects EVERYTHING in Malaysia.
So yes, odd is the takeaway here. I mean, I always imagined how it’d be like to finally go back to Malaysia but I was way off. I know a lot of people who study overseas but the difference is they go back to Malaysia and they live in their homes with their families. I never realised I wouldn’t have that at any point of my life. At least I had always hoped I wouldn’t have to face that. The sadder thing is I don’t think most people understand this situation. But that’s just another obstacle I have to face from now on isn’t it, but I’ll get used to it.
Okay enough with the drama (I’m sorry!).
The main thing was I managed to see most people I wanted to see back home. I couldn’t do anything about those who didn’t want to see me could I, so I didn’t bother (sounds mean but I only had 15 days for crying out loud!). In all seriousness, this was what I did throughout my time there;
Meet friends, eat, meet relatives, eat, open houses, eat there, go to restaurants, eat there as well. eat EAT EAT. There’s no doubt I have to restart my workout regime when I’m back in Manchester….ah well. I don’t need to worry about that for another 10 days!
As always, I’m ending my post with some photos. So I hope you enjoy these shots I took in Malaysia!