a great documentary
what a nice long weekend i had.
not that i did something extravaganza but to be able to rest and wake up late were the center of my happiness. of course there were some laundry to be done, some cleaning and mopping but it was okay since i didnt have any agenda scheduled for the weekend. only on saturday evening, we went to visit my sick grandma at selayang hospital. after maghrib, off we went to search for fine-dining dinner. couldnt decide on what to eat, the driver (my dad) decided to go for japanese. urgh! i never liked japanese food! me and mum gave a big sigh but since i was only 'menumpang', i didnt see the need to complain. my sis went crazy over the food while me, mum and rania settled for japanese fried rice. it was nice but a bit pricey for a small bowl.
my dad allowed us to have dessert but the only thing on the menu was green tea ice-cream. hhmmmm...
i told hubby about the japanese experience and we shared the same sentiment. this came from somebody who worked in japan for a year. i wonder how did he cope when it comes to food then...
and that same night, we watched a documentary cum movie on tv2. it was about 2 young pakistanis who wanted to go to london to find work. without having enuf money and not having passports, they had to travel by road. it was their journey that captivated us. imagine having to travel by bus and trucks for almost 2 months juz to reach turkey. they almost failed but they persevered and kept on going. from turkey, these 2 boys were on a big lorry and in order to reach italy, they have to be on a ship. they stayed in the stuffed lorry for 40 hours without any meals or drinks and no proper ventilation. until one of them turned hysterical and by the time someone opened the door for them, one of them didnt make it. he died for nothing. in the same lorry, there was this one family with a baby and rescuers had to pull the baby from a breastfeeding position. the parents didnt make it too. who's going to take care of the baby?
the surviving boy continued his journey to london by lying down on a thin wood which was placed under a 16-wheeler. well, the boy got to stay in london for 2 years before being deported.
arent we all lucky to be where we are today?
not that i did something extravaganza but to be able to rest and wake up late were the center of my happiness. of course there were some laundry to be done, some cleaning and mopping but it was okay since i didnt have any agenda scheduled for the weekend. only on saturday evening, we went to visit my sick grandma at selayang hospital. after maghrib, off we went to search for fine-dining dinner. couldnt decide on what to eat, the driver (my dad) decided to go for japanese. urgh! i never liked japanese food! me and mum gave a big sigh but since i was only 'menumpang', i didnt see the need to complain. my sis went crazy over the food while me, mum and rania settled for japanese fried rice. it was nice but a bit pricey for a small bowl.
my dad allowed us to have dessert but the only thing on the menu was green tea ice-cream. hhmmmm...
i told hubby about the japanese experience and we shared the same sentiment. this came from somebody who worked in japan for a year. i wonder how did he cope when it comes to food then...
and that same night, we watched a documentary cum movie on tv2. it was about 2 young pakistanis who wanted to go to london to find work. without having enuf money and not having passports, they had to travel by road. it was their journey that captivated us. imagine having to travel by bus and trucks for almost 2 months juz to reach turkey. they almost failed but they persevered and kept on going. from turkey, these 2 boys were on a big lorry and in order to reach italy, they have to be on a ship. they stayed in the stuffed lorry for 40 hours without any meals or drinks and no proper ventilation. until one of them turned hysterical and by the time someone opened the door for them, one of them didnt make it. he died for nothing. in the same lorry, there was this one family with a baby and rescuers had to pull the baby from a breastfeeding position. the parents didnt make it too. who's going to take care of the baby?
the surviving boy continued his journey to london by lying down on a thin wood which was placed under a 16-wheeler. well, the boy got to stay in london for 2 years before being deported.
arent we all lucky to be where we are today?
posted by cikmilah at Tuesday, May 02, 2006
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