Post a Week: A Concrete Forest

When you gaze out your window — real or figurative — do you see the forest first, or the trees?

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There are no trees outside my window — just a sprawling expanse of shops and houses making up the concrete forest I call home.

I live in the 14th floor, you see. It’s 13A, supposedly, because the number 4 is considered to be unlucky. But the developer appears to be on the less superstitious side. Only floor 4 is known as floor 3A and floor 14 remains as floor 14.

But I’m supposed to be talking about trees. I know there are rows of them lining the road outside the guardhouse. I’m too high up, though, to see them from where I am sitting now.

Still, the concrete forest is a nice enough view. It’s breathtaking especially when I arrive home early enough to catch the sun setting late over Kuala Lumpur’s skyline.

Kuala Lumpur… There’s so much going on in Malaysia right now, especially in its political landscape. It’s quite crazy, really. But if all these things will spark change in any way, then let everything shake, rattle, and roll.

So I look outside my window, out to the concrete forest once again. As I do say a little prayer for this land.

God bless Malaysia.

via http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/05/09/daily-prompt-landscape/

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