all of the lights in the house are turned off, as i sit in the living room, basking myself in the orange sunset that penetrated the darkness through the window. i sit here, alone, pondering upon what had transpired the last two or three weeks since the last holiday, and here i am again, back to square one
i need to get back home, so tonight i will be going back home, in a bus. my sister is in a worse condition than when i last saw her, making it seemingly obligatory for me to go back home whenever there’s a holiday. i love her, and that’s all i need to know. i need to put aside this selfishness of not wanting to go back home, cause i need to be by her side
goodbye shah alam. in all certainty i will be back soon. but in case of something happening, well, it has been nice
