Title: Demolition of Pudu Jail
One of Malaysia's oldest heritage, torn down in pieces.
I used to pass by there once a week and thought about what is inside it.
I regret not visiting it.
I regret not being able to be there at its very last moment.
I regret not protesting against the act.
I realize my children will never see it.
I realize I'll never be able to touch it
I realize I love my country so much.
Now the wall. I believe in the near future they will tear down everything.
Some people think its an eyesore.
To me, its a significant, money-can't-buy treasure.
I wish I could get a piece of it.
Labels: Experiential
By erika.chong6:23 PM