I hope I see life through their eyes

Perkampungan Orang Asli Serendah in Rawang. We arrived early in the morning. Helping out with the setting of the place. And I as usual chose balloons over everything. =D

After all the pre-setting up and speeches given by MC, it's time for games.The villagers participated excitedly. They volunteered themselves and play hard!

This guy from right really give out the best of him. Winning few rounds an still racing hard!

An event wouldn't be complete without lunch break! =) I volunteered to serve!

She took 3 cups of ice-cream. I wonder how many has she had before in her life? Is being aborigine different from us? Do they enjoy less than us? Are they less equipped? Are they less contented?

They may have fewer chances to live life like us. They may not see this real world often. Their life may be less comfortable, not as advanced as us, and they do not possess handphones nor internet access. They earn little for living, they eat and dress just enough for them to go through their day. They are simply that simple. Hoping just enough, within their capability, striving the best for their family. I hope I really see life though their eyes. We are asking just too much sometimes. We never stop and ponder what we already have in hand. All we ever do is to ask for more, and forever more. I've been there in their village for half a day, and it felt like years because I cannot get used to the way they are living life. I on the other hand have so much, and yet I still yearn for more. What am I compared to them? Who am I to grumble when I'm already living my life in the best possible way, a life many others don't have?

 

 

 

I wanna be thankful. 

I wanna be contented. 

I wanna see life through their eyes.

Simple and fulfilling.