Let's talk about the voluntary work which I have been engaged in. I was writing this piece of story while I was on my shift duty at the Girls' Camp at ABC Camp, Janda Baik at approximately 12.37 am. Wow, that's a lot of ATs :P Apparently I thought that I would be on my own out here in the open until 2.00 am. All the creepy thoughts had flashed into my mind before I took a quick nap at 11 pm. Luckily we have the boys playing guitar and cards at the verandah and the lecturers working on their presentation for tomorrow's session. So glad to be here for the School Holiday Teenage Camp. Excited I was to know that just next door is Suria Hill Resort, the place where I had checked in 3 months ago with Sheli and Nenek Yam. Nothing much has changed since the last time I was here. The content of oxygen in the air is still the same, the vegetation remains, the water that flows along the river are still clean and clear. If this is KL, I may not be able to see everything intact as it is here.
At this moment, I wish that I could just buy a piece of land here, along the river and build a house and settle down. Unfortunately, none of it will materialise. First, I don't even have enough money to pay for my two monthly loan installments, what more another one? Secondly, even if I have the money to purchase a piece of land, even if it is only "sekangkang kera", it will take ages for me to be able to accumulate my wealth to build my wooden dream home on it. It would have been a perfect home with all the Malay architecture instilled in the design with the natural ventilation and lighting.
Well, that's just a dream and will always remain as one. Sigh! The piece of land will probably be a mini reptilian zoo with snakes, lizards and "God knows what" occupying my comfortable "lalanged" zone.
Nowadays, we hardly value the nature around us until it's gone. One day, there will be nothing left for us to appreciate except for the wealth that we have, which most of the time, consist of debts - houses and cars? The nature is a gift which no one cent is needed for us to enjoy it. Yet, it will be the least important item in our life since it doesn't carry any material value.
I pray that the future generation will change their way of thinking and will be able to balance the importance of both material and God's gift to them. The more developed we are, the more we tend to forget our own roots. And one fine day, there will be nothing for us to carry along in the future to proof how responsible we are in ensuring what can be retained forever, happily ever after!
