Malaysia, 50+1 years and loving it

I know I’ve said before that I don’t want to be anything other than me…but at times I do wish I was a human. This place we live in is so cool. I‘d be a human for a day just for the food and ambience and everything else that comes with this country called Malaysia.

I could actually partake in all the wonderful glorious food that owner and her glutton human friends are often seen stuffing down their throats. I hate to think that I’m missing out on all this. I wish I could hang out at a mamak stall late nights, have teh tarik and rojak, while chatting with good friends. Wish I could savour the taste of a durian and find out for myself why everyone calls it King of fruits.

All I’ve ever tasted is fish food….*sigh* Little grains of tasteless grub.

I wish I could join the proud crowds screaming Merdeka as Malaysia turns 50+1 on the midnight eve of independence day this year. I wish I could cry out ‘alamak!’ when I make a mistake or something…wish I could watch a live Mawi concert no matter how lame I find it is. I wish I could drape myself in the finest batik, heck I wish I could vote!

Life is really good for owner and her human friends in this country, and though I’m confined in this little space, I’m really glad we’re all able to live in tolerance and harmony, brown black white yellow, man, fish, plant… at least we’re all happy in our own ways in this land of bounty.

Bluey Scheluwee’s Ode to Owner

(Sung to the tune of Duffy’s Mercy)

I may sometimes hate you
cos i gotta stay true
my morals got me on the side of my fins
I’m begging please stop playing games

I don’t know what this is
cos you got me good
just like you knew you would

I don’t know what you do or don’t
but I’m under your spell now
as your miserable pet

Chorus
You got me begging you for mercy
why won’t you release me
you got me begging you for mercy
why won’t you release me
I said release me

Now you think that I
will be something on the side
but you got to understand
that i need my freedom
let me take my self and fly

You got me begging you for mercy
why wont you release me
you got me begging you for mercy
why wont you release me
I said you’d better release yeah yeah yeah

you got me begging
you got me begging
you got me begging

Mercy, why wont you release me
I’m begging you for mercy
WHY WONT YOU RELEASE ME??????

(Fade)

I don’t want to be anything other than me.

The Sign

As if it was a sign straight from the heavens, Owner returned to 3 a couple of days after her dissappearance. I learned that she was ill, suffering from an eye condition. That very same day Owner returned to 3, my confinement space was taken by Owner’s human friend and I experienced the very same rush of adrenalin I experienced the last time my space was cleaned and soon after, I was swimming happily in my clean, clear water again.

Kiss once sang, ‘everybody’s got a reason to live, and I’m not alone when I’m strong inside’. It’s true!

I can no longer contain my happiness. It was as if this was all a sign. Just when I had almost given up on me, a beam of hope shines. And a new Bluey emerges.

Victorious…:)