August Heat

Kuala Lumpur is burning hot.I sweat all day even with the air- conditioning on.

Outside the wind billows all day and the smell of newly cut grass is pungent .No birds the past few days..probably all had flown away to the nearby hills.

Leaves on trees especially; the jack fruit is golden brown, a flattering prop against our house.

The girls' cheeks crimson all day. Lips chapped and skin like snake.

Doors ,windows ,floors warm when touched.

Yes!Time to get away.

Thinking of somewhere cool and green,a hill resort with colonial buildings.

Soothing breeze and easy going people.Pink posies,tea and scones.Cameron Highlands maybe.

Or a little town, Melaka ,with long alleys and cafes to wander and get lost.With a little bookshop or a pharmacy of fragrant(smelly) herbs and dark potions stand in the same row of stalls with old stools ,selling chicken rice BALLS.

Or gawk at an enchanting old shops selling antiques.And if we re lucky stumble upon an old friend.

While I still ponder of where to go in this heat; I wish you a weekend full of love and rest.

For you whose heart is broken,and your breathing is short from pain,take comfort and reconnect with your past, you have been there and you know ,just like the heat it will pass!

And tho your winding road to recovery is long, you will have a perfect end ;especially you, Ab Fab.