I had an impromptu reunion with several of my school friends today. The highlight was Chris, who had traveled from Vancouver for his final break in Asia before commencing his career as a mechanical engineer with British Petrol, Canada.
The evening started with Chris, Nicholas and I having tea in Hartamas. We were joined by Zhi Jun who later brought us to a Japanese restaurant for dinner. Mazher and Ben were the late comers. But nonetheless, we had a great time discussing matters pertaining to society and politics.
After dinner, we proceeded to an outdoor bar called Somo. We had countless jugs of beer while chatting on just about anything until Zhi Jun decided to call it a day. He had not gotten much sleep the night before and made a judicious move to go home. On the other hand, most of us were insistent to continue the reunion and decided to travel to the city for some other form of entertainment. We were, however, confronted with discouraging signs; patrol cars that were consistently making rounds in areas of central Kuala Lumpur; the closure of several entertainment outlets; and the shallow pockets of several friends had become noticeable.
Pursuant to several attempts to sought various entertainment outlets, we conceded and went for supper nearby. Discussions of Malaysian politics were initiated by Ben, which I gladly took part in. However, the outcome of the debate was disappointing and we ended it on bad terms. It was definitely not how I had wanted to end an almost perfect night. But I was certain I had made my point explicit and I stand firmly by it.
The evening started with Chris, Nicholas and I having tea in Hartamas. We were joined by Zhi Jun who later brought us to a Japanese restaurant for dinner. Mazher and Ben were the late comers. But nonetheless, we had a great time discussing matters pertaining to society and politics.
After dinner, we proceeded to an outdoor bar called Somo. We had countless jugs of beer while chatting on just about anything until Zhi Jun decided to call it a day. He had not gotten much sleep the night before and made a judicious move to go home. On the other hand, most of us were insistent to continue the reunion and decided to travel to the city for some other form of entertainment. We were, however, confronted with discouraging signs; patrol cars that were consistently making rounds in areas of central Kuala Lumpur; the closure of several entertainment outlets; and the shallow pockets of several friends had become noticeable.
Pursuant to several attempts to sought various entertainment outlets, we conceded and went for supper nearby. Discussions of Malaysian politics were initiated by Ben, which I gladly took part in. However, the outcome of the debate was disappointing and we ended it on bad terms. It was definitely not how I had wanted to end an almost perfect night. But I was certain I had made my point explicit and I stand firmly by it.
