Never forget your roots. Simple but yet so powerful! Doesn't matter what
kind of interpretations we have on that, but everybody should bear that
principal in mind.
I always wanna go far from my original hometown. I just wanna
discover more outside my world. And I did it, now I'm officially a
metropolitan resident.
But one thing I never lose regardless the point that I've been
everywhere, is the taste of my own home. I mean the place I belong to.
In fact, I even thought of migrating someday to somewhere far where
the place suits me the best to settle down. It's scattered anyway coz
yeah I keep changing mind about places I think well deserved to live in.
Either Europe or Australia or maybe States.
However, the bonding between me and my roots apparently unbeatable. I
just don't feel like there's a place that more amazing than my own
home.
I always proud to call myself a guy from countryside. Grown up
surrounded by no vast things but never makes me feel ungrateful.
My culture especially, born from Dusun ethnicity, I'm glad that I
never ever missed anything about my roots. In fact, I still can really
speak my own language fluently besides mostly now I'm using Malay and
English languages in my everyday conversations.
This makes me wonder sometimes whenever I met peoples who completely
lost of their own roots. And truth to be told, they not even know single
things about it.
That's why I will never doubt of going back to any occasions on going
in hometown. I know I miss things a lot and I really want to make it
less happened.
I'm glad I did it everytime coz that is the only time I think can
really rejuvenate my spirit back. That's the only time I think I can
recharge my own spirit, catching up with the family, relatives, fresh
countryside air, cultured occasions, wonderful!
Recently, I went back for my cousin's solemnization + reception. It's
a very impromptu plan but I'm glad I made the decision. What is more
amazing thing than wake up in the morning at your own home, with
breathtaking air and scenery, and your beloved family members are
waiting to have breakfast with you at the living room? Blissful!
Pix descriptions:
1. My beloved hometown's scenery.
2. The solemnization ceremony.
3. Me & the boys from family.
4. The girls rocking the Dusuns costumes.
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