As I took my usually late ride on the LRT this morning to work, I noticed how quiet KL seems to be. It's been almost a week since Eid, so it comes as no surprise that our usually bustling metropolis resembles what Putrajaya looks like on a normal day. Being in the city during this lull period makes me appreciate how wonderful silence is, and how few moments there are when the city actually whispers, rather than scream at you.
I have lived in Kuala Lumpur, Melbourne, Johor Bahru and Philadelphia, and I've begun to realise how much of a city girl I've grown to be. While I enjoy the quiet of the countryside, I always feel a sense of relief at every highway's end -when you start seeing the row of organised shops and malls, and the vast expanse of housing and skyscapers that signify the entrance of a city. I really should be complaining. Instead of crickets, I wake up to the 'yaw' of the early morning buses. Instead of the sea breeze brushing my face, I am greeted by car fumes and seasonal haze. But I guess that my love for city life is not with those things, what I enjoy most is the convenience of getting what I want anytime I want it, and the opportunity to learn something new about the city every day.
But I still wish the city shuts up more often. Like today. And it wouldn't hurt to get rid of those fumes...