My sad journey in Kuantan

I was in Gambang Water Park Pahang recently and I took the opportunity to visit Kuantan.

In the 80’s I was in Kuantan, Telok Sisek to be precise. Places such as Taman Gelora, Padang Lalang and Teluk Sisek bring back old memories to me when I strolled along these roads. There is no more Astect, no more the old wooden bridge (has been change to a better one- a concrete bridge) even the old wooden houses with tilts are no more on side but have been replaced by bungalows.

I was amaze with the development but at the same time felt sad and as if part of me with the memories gone missing. I remembered, if we, the campus boys missed the old “Bombay bus” to campus, we gladly walked with the morning breeze. We used to laugh along the road to campus…villages will sneak a peek with a smiling face at us due to our laughter to greet us good morning.

The shop houses formally known has Dato Bahaman hostel, where I used to stay is now known as IKIP International College Hostel. Even the old main campus in Taman Gelora is under IKIP. The Remaja’s hostel during my senior years has become campus for Uitm (at lease that’s still remains)

I sense that every part of my life journey has been erased one by one and it is not worth to continue. There is nothing to look forward even the memories has gone. The only one remain is the CUT that is so deep making life is not worth the breath.

It is short sad journey for me to be back in Kuantan. I felt the loneliness, the sadness that has been haunted in me. I wish I have the magical wishes to turn back time and I wish I have not encountered such journey in life and have everyone to blame except myself…my other half felt the hurt so much until I felt it is not worth to live anymore.

Epilog:
Maaf …sekiranya kehadiran sebentar di Kuantan membebankan… Ohalf tidak mahu menyusahkan kerna diri telah biasa bersendirian lantas itulah kehidupan Ohalf sebenarnya.