I am in a bit of feverish state now in Leeds. Perhaps it is due to the temperature shock and on top of that, dehydration as well as Tonsils are enlarged. Been sleeping the whole day and cooped up inside the house. Gosh, I just need to get out savor a fresh change of air. I really feel like a Little Match Girl (you know the fable?) yearning for Malaysia (home sick?) from the light of her matches; within this rigorous weather of winter. My skin is scaly due to the insufficient water content and the joints of body are aching. I need to fight this.
Leeds is definitely colder than London. Perhaps due to the location up far north. Kelso Gardens, the housing estate of where my sister resides now is apparently a hot commodity for the Malaysian students here as it is nearby the University of Leeds. Since I have been cooped up in the house today; so I don’t have the chance yet to explore Kelso Gardens or Leeds. But I did come across the Leeds Grand Mosque which is not far from Kelso Gardens and situated on the way to our grocery store here. You guys can check the website at http://www.leedsgrandmosque.com/.
Leeds Grand Mosque. Islam flourishes everywhere; Subhanallah!
This one experience of experiencing meager state of health in a foreign land (I can’t go to any clinics as I am not registered so not entitled for any medicinal services) really makes me humbled and touched to be more empathy towards Kakak’s family and other Malaysian students abroad. Yeah, the idea of staying abroad sounds so exclusive and exciting, isn’t it? But the challenges facing foreign cultures, weather and regulations are quite nerve-wrecking especially if you are relying solely on the scholarships (if you have a rich Daddy or Mommy; that will be another story!).
Kelso Gardens, Leeds.
So, the question is – am I ready to carve the same path? Goodness knows. Time will decide.
Rifqi’s bedroom. He wasn’t an English speaker back in Malaysia but now, his pronunciation improves a lot with bits of British nuance in it. Kids are like sponges. Good for him.