Sunday 28 July 2013
Miss the warmth of my home
58 days since I left home ，
I'm beginning to miss the warmth of my home，
I miss my loving mother，
I miss my long-winded but handsome brother，
I miss my slow but talented sister.
What I miss is not curry
Not tomyam
Not bak kut teh
Not even the famous Malaysian Nasi Lemak
Instead I miss my mom's braised mushrooms!
I remember my mom used to get upset with us but laughed at us at the same time，
When she found us trying to eat the mushrooms secretly,
yet at the same time worried that we'll get found out.
Do you feel the same?
You who have also left home.
Home will always be our best shelter
No matter what happens，
We will always miss our homes，
Those long-winded lectures
The aromatic smell of delicious home-cooked food,
That noisy yet warm atmosphere.
Have you called home today?
we can always call home whether we have anything to say or not
Because they will always be happy to hear your voice
How long has it been since you have told them that you love them?
You can tell them so anytime.
You may feel shy，
And they might find you creepy,
But believe me,
their hearts will be filled with warmth when they hear you say these three simple words,
"I love you."
What are you waiting for?
Call them now.
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