Dying Soon

When I connected to the modern world via a sky bridge called Internet, all my long lost friends expressed their concern on what had happened to me. I’m growing thinner and older. Some can barely recognize me. When I requested new friends I met on the road to guess on how old I’m, the answer I received is always either 35(Walao!) or 40(This is outrageous!). So I went to the toilet not to kill myself but to look at myself in front of the mirror.

Hmmm…I think I’m dying soon.

I can’t remember when was the last time I put myself on a weighing scale but I’m sure that my weight is dropping. And the worst situation hitherto is, I still failed to figure out the possible reason behind the intermittent fever, flu, fatigue and diarrhea that always haunt me without prior notice. And diarrhea…Oh, my God! It’s always the nightmare for a traveler! I have to carry toilet paper all the time and have to be ready to use it and make everywhere as squatting ground anytime without any ‘fear’.

I’m weaker than I expected. (Kampung kia not supposed to be so weak!)

Having seen ghost and hence fear of darkness, I halted smoking; followed proper diet; drank as much water as possible; adhered to strict hygiene, made sure to have sufficient sleep every day, etc but things weren’t always getting any better. There was some times where I was so sick with it that I simply gave up the ineffective yet constrained diet control which I had adhered to strictly and ate anything and everything whichever appeared in my sight without further ado, ranging from the mouth-watering street food such as the crunchy manthi, samosa, pakora to the aromatic curries, smoky kebab and spiced biryanis. Sometimes it aggravated the illness and made the matter worse but at other times, it helped to relieve the suffering and even halted the diarrhea. I really have no idea what kind of stomach and intestines I have.  

So seriously, have I really changed drastically? I mean apart from the physical appearance...something...something not physical. Ermmm…physical changes are just something of minor concern for me as long as I’m still able to move and travel around; as long as my senses are still sensitive enough to perceive the world; as long as my mind is still clear and conscious to read all the occurrences taken place along the journey.

…and also as long as you don’t mind to talk to or even travel with a guy who looked older than he supposed to be. Hahaha!

Note: Whoever wants to lose their weight, consider traveling with me. I’m sure you can lose 10 kg in 2-week time!