Back In The Days

If there was an era I wish I could go back in time to, it would be the 1970-80's, back when my mum and her 5 siblings were in their teens/ young adult years.

PS: I used to live nearby here :)

The stories of their youth lit a candle in my young heart; of how they hold parties every Saturday night, strumming the guitar in the back alley of my childhood home, picnics by the rivers whenever possible.

In the rustic town of Ipoh, it used to be alight with youths and happening people in general. I've seen pictures of the same streets then and now, and I have no words to describe the vast difference - it's almost like one's in a totally different part of the world. Where the streets are now dodgy and dark, it used to be lively and full of life. Food stalls everywhere, busy bustling roads of people and trishaw, chitter chatter of young and old folks alike filled the town with live.

Back in those days, no one would've been able to comprehend the existence such as an iPhone, a PSP or a computer. Owning a simple radio is already considered a sign of wealth, even more so if one has a refrigerator. Yet they live a happy sociable life, unlike us whose souls are bound by the dark forces of technology.

The spend their days in school, hanging out with a bunch of friends after, caroling down the streets, whistling at passing handsome boys or pretty girls, singing to beautiful music with a guitar in one hand and a friend in the other, skipping rocks by the banks and dancing the night away.

We may have a lot of networks and virtual friend on Facebook and Myspace, but really, how many among our hundreds of friends are truly for real?