Home far away from Home

Home is where the heart is. Being away from home for 6 years will almost stir up the homesickness in everyone. Mummy's cooking and Daddy's ATM are so far beyond reach. It's all by myself. Cooking on our own , doing our own laundry and living on string budget are just a few obstacles we meet in every day life.

And the only pillar of support is friends. Thankfully there are still friends around to back each other up. Malaysian students have formed our own Malaysian community here. It is a time when we see the rainbow of Malaysian races of varying colours and creed coming together as one. Coming from the same background and sharing many things in common , we have come to see each other as member of a family and not as individual of different colours. The bond has transgressed the border of race ,culture and religion.

The food and the festive seasons are what we miss the most. In compensation , we will have to celebrate it in our very own way , making use of what we have to dish out Malaysian-style curry , chinese-indian style fried rice and malay rendang.It is an assimilation of culture and custom. Though we might not have the grand open house,the spirit of sharing is still there. Spirit of "gotong-royong" is packed all the way from Malaysia to Czech.

The warmth of home can still be felt in this chilly autumn. The hot soup we share in one bowl , though lack the essence of Mummy's love , still warm the body up. The chocolate waffle which we substituted for birthday cake ,though pale in comparison to Secret Recipe's , still bring the joy to the birthday boy.

My room is just nice and cosy. It's a twin sharing room with our own fridge , well furnished and equipped with internet connection. I am sharing the same apartment with two other Malaysians , Esmond and Hamsath and also 3 other Czech students.We share two common WC and kitchen , with cleaner doing weekly cleaning. So no fuss , no worry.

And this is my second home....my second family....