I couldn't remember when it was that I found this photo of a friend of a friend of mine. In other words, I have no idea who is this guy. The caption was funny. "Don't step on me or I'll die." That's cute. This photo was taken in Kundasang or Ranau if I wasn't mistaken, where remnants and memorials of British colonization were kept. Oh, I went to this place once with my friends once, but I couldn't remember its name. Hmm. I wonder. Do we value colonization that much? Why keep bitter memories? Perhaps it's a remembrance for mistakes we did, our weaknesses that were exploited by opportunists. But that's not the point of this post. Today, as I scroll through my News Feed on Facebook, I found this photo.
A photo, taken exactly at the same spot. The girl on the left was my classmate when I was in Form Four, Helnie. The girl on the right is Aza, also my ex-classmate. Is this common? But, really I found this meaningful. Suddenly I felt everything in this world are interconnected. It's a bit of regret though I didn't take a picture at this spot when I was there.