But within this almost-one-year of hiatus, I've gone through a lot of changes. Perhaps the major one would be going from being someone's girlfriend into someone's fiancee, which, by the way, is not just a small, tiny baby step for me. It's a HUGE leap from the old MJ. I wasn't much of a believer in marriage. Just a year before I got engaged, I preached to a friend on how marriage is just a sham. And now, she can't stop rubbing it on me. I geddit, ok!
I frequent websites like Shape, Fitness Magazine and That's Fit now instead of Reuters, AFP and National Geographic. I had dreams of changing the world through images but I realised that the key to making a change is not by changing the mass but by changing the person in the mirror first - myself.
Okay, that's a whole lotta crap.
I'm just too much of a carefree person (a better term for 'procrastinator') to actually make it as a photojournalist. And I just can't bear to stay far away from my family for too long. So yeah, Aizuddin Saad, you rock. I salute your determination! Love the symbolic interpretation of your Lain Haluan pic, by the way.
I've learned to love Sabah even more :) Although I had never quite connect with KL, at the same time, I didn't think there was a future for me in Sabah. Pfft. It so reminds me of the time in school when mom tried to persuade me to take up ERT instead of KMT. My stance was "There's no future in ERT. What am I gonna do with ERT?" If only I could turn back time and slap my naive, teenage self! I realised now that I need sewing skill more than I need carpentry. Moving back to Sabah made me see how much more beautiful it is to search my soul within the loving circle of my family rather than the suffocating grasp of stony-hearted strangers.
So yeah, change is good. It has given me a wing to fly and see the world from a different altitude.
Photo taken during the Malaysian Paragliding Spot-Landing competition 2009/2010 at Kg. Dilek in Lohan, Ranau in the gorgeous state of Sabah in Malaysia
Boy looks at smokey ember in Kg. Dilek in Lohan in the district of Ranau in Sabah, Malaysia. Frequent open burning has been causing unsightly view in this touristic district.
... by the way, I did wait (under the scorching sun) for someone to walk into the frame while looking at the ember. Unfortunately, this sort of patience rarely comes by nowadays...
I love you Bugsy Bee. Home is here :)
