The Idea of Oneness, 428


We talk about it, we think of it. We believe in it.

Our history deserves a better ending.

See you there.

別怕。我們已經長大。

something from Pahang growing in my garden





After a frustrated day, nothing was more comforting than seeing the small lorry parked in front of the Mamak stall when I was walking home from Seputeh KTM station. The vendor who was a sly man always tried hard to convince me to pick some old and unsold durians. Still, I bought my durian, normally only one, and walked up the hill with smile. I was happy. The durians, whether D24 or Musang King, as the vendor told me, were collected from the orchard in Pahang.

One day, I decided to keep three seeds from what I ate and planted them at my balcony in Seputeh. Like most Malaysians, I have been eating durian long before I learned how to speak, but I haven't had any chance to see a durian tree growing from zero. So, here are the photographs of these curious and beautiful plants.

吃過文冬的榴櫣,就是喝過彭亨州的水。希望那里的土地可以長久養生。