The man gently rows His boat in the calm river Life is so poetic  

The storm is over Fallen flowers on the ground Corpses of the storm  

The man disappears Into the misty forest Quickly I retreat  

Life can be so strange One day you are the hunter The next the hunted  

Dear Almighty God I am hungry like the wolf Send some food my way  

The little girl blows Dandelion seeds scatter The joy of childhood  

Two birds in midair Like lovers in a tango Then the music stopped  

Like an old record Broken and spinning non-stop Windmills of your mind  

Sparrows in the grass Wet and cold after the rain Shot with my Canon

Malaysian time is very elastic, A laid-back attitude makes life less hectic, Tardiness is not seen as a moral crime, Punctuality does not mean you have to arrive in time.   Tardiness is an accepted practice, Even in the corporate office, Time is perceived as a gentle stream, Flowing leisurely like in a dream.   Malaysians are generally not lazy, ...