1996 part 1


way back in the past when i was like 8 years old.
my grandad bought a place in Gelang Patah(Broken Bracelet?), Johor Bahru.
it was a nice cosy place i would say. he even had a provision shop across the street.
but the best part about it was something that i'd nearly forgotten,
it was the fact that we had 4 cars.

one classic Mercedes Benz, one classic Mini Cooper, one Proton Saga and one Proton Wira.





do you know how i'd feel if i still get to lay hands on one of'em?
well, lets just say his brother cheated his money.
and p/s, 1/4 of his brother's wife ran away



so yes.
and now my grandad is working his ass off as a cleaner.
and he's a weak fella now. literally a bag of bones.

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