~*kuala lumpur and its bright big aura!

It was dinner time and my boy was craving for the Char Koay Tiau along Jalan Alor, so we headed in that direction.


KL has always given me, not the creeps, but quite on the contrary, a sense of novelty even if I’ve been living in this urban concrete jungle my entire life! For every trip down to KL, it dawns on me just how little I know about ‘home’. And for every time I walk the streets of KL, I can never seem to erase that classic vintage period of the colonial styled buildings (read: I’m not merely speaking of the Golden Triangle in this case ;p) with young ladies trotting around in their traditional garbs.

It happened that my boy parked his car near Changkat Bukit Bintang and we had to walk this steep road down towards Jalan Alor (which is actually some distance), and I stumbled across this vintage looking apartment! Quite oddly placed in fact. It’s shaped in a classic “U” style, painted in the most typical brown you can find, had doors in the most colonial Chinese style, and even had those grills that criss-crossed at the front! I was spellbounded! Ok it’s not my first time seeing it, I’ve actually seen it a thousand times when I park there, but it never fails to amaze me, really! So my boy and I stood there admiring the simplicity of the architecture and the astounding fact that it stood there like it was back in the 60’s! Heck there were even some men who were smoking by the balcony! How distinctively Chinese!

I somehow feel KL offers more than just night clubs and major malls. It’s got a way of its own. Different people, different style, different air, different life…chaotic at times, wait all the time I mean, and the people just seem more…rude? Perhaps they’re too caught up in the chaos that they just seem more rude and crude. Different, it’s just KL.