.central market since 1888.

i missed to shoot thaipusam yesterday! everyone is either working or working. sir azli called in and says 'saya pergi malam ni pukul 2pagi dgn ikmal. but its not advisable for you girl to go. veryyyyyy dangerous!' okay one out, two more people to plea. azoe says 'ah thaipusam? whew sorry babe. i tak nak gi. giler scary. its not my cuppa tea to shoot. i give u my camera and you go lah k but i tak nak gi.' and yana is working as well, so i missed to shoot the 'kavadi' thing-y. hufrgh.

last wednesday had been quite a busy day too. running errands and meeting up with friends. around five in the evening, i went to central market to pick up my photos that had been sent a day earlier for developing. turns out they had color corrected my photos mistakenly. my b&w had gone from dramatic low key to dramatic high key. so i asked them to re-print them all. had to wait till 6pm so i decided to browse around my fav place on earth.

there's this one very old bookshop called 'book centre' i loved where i usually get my digital camera mag monthly. book centre was introduced to me by my eldest sister way back when i was 7 years old, all innocent and naive. it used to be a rent-a-book shop where you can rent a book for two weeks at a very cheap price (ranging from rm2-rm8 if i'm not mistaken). they even have some kinda library card for you to sign each time you rent. nowadays, they arent renting any longer, only books and mags of all sort are sold at a very affordable price. wouldnt know if my sister still remember holding my hand, leading me into the bookshop and said 'go search around, see if you want anything.' being nostalgic that i am, its still a vivid memory. how i miss going around kl with her.

had my eyes locked on 'the joke' written by a Czech novelist Milan Kundera. from what's written, it was his first famous book, that is before he was blacklisted from producing his works in his own country. there's a few more of his books that i had been flipping through. another one which i forgot the title as its too long, says '...how a life lived once may as well have never been lived at all.' i should finish tash aw's before proceeding to anything else.

another of my fav thing to do is to sit outside of CM and watch cool seniman jalanan do the busking. though CM topping my fav place on earth list, i hadnt take any personal photos of the place and the people there. everything about CM is secured safely inside my head. this fact surprised me, actually. that evening, however, i snap some photos and felt deeply connected to the place. this is where i grew up gazing at the clouds with my late dad, running for buses with my brother, reading with my sister, seeing thousands and thousands of faces and really looking at the life that revolves around me.

i miss those days. and today is my late dad's birthday. missing him as always.

you can check out the photos at my photoblog.