Today, Scrolling through the busiet street in Melbourne city, from Lincoln st, Russel st, Flinders st to Collin st.
Sitting alone at the street cafe, overseeing the crowd crossing through the street. Melbourne is no longer a country by his own people. There are Malaysian, Thai, China, Vietnames, Lebanese.. and etc. Even for food wise, you will find Sushi, Kimchi, Kebab, Wanton, Baguete, Penang Char Kway Teow... and etc.
There are so many foreign people staying in Melbourne with PR visa.
Wondering...
How long have they left their coutry? How far they are away from their country? Which country is born in their heart? Will they pray for their own country, or Melbourne? They here, is for a destiny of life, or to just earn a better living?
My heart feel gratitude that I am still belong to a country, that I've born, I've staying, and I'm belonging. In the land of Malaysia, I shall stand on my feet to love its earth, and spare my knees to pray for a revival that gonna land on this place.
After all, am glad that I am still holding a Malaysian IC.
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