Glass House Fraser's Hill
"Your soul like a glass house, fragile but unbreakable"
SK
Dila is my childhood friend since 25 years ago. Our friendship last through the test of the time. I met her for the first time circa 1994 when we were in kindergarten. It's a glance to remember all the details but the only significant memory that I can recall until now is when Dila was coming to my house during Hari Raya with her mom. I invited her to play with my masak-masak toys. Her mom is my sister's friend. We were also going to the same primary school and secondary school. I made a different direction when I decided to join boarding school in Klang in 2004. We parted since that year. Intermittently, years by years we contacted each other until now. Just because we have different lifestyle when we're grown up so we still know in the thin line of this friendship we're still fine. I believed in friendship we must respect each other choice of life. Every one of us has different timelines. Connecting every time it's doesn't mean I should care less about them. It's just a matter space in between makes us ponder about the friendship more deeply than ever. What I like about last minute plan is always the best and hell yes it's going to always happen. I and Dila were going to Fraser's Hill for the first time together. She took a break from her responsibility as a mother of two kids and a wife to her husband just to spend time being single again.
Personally, I love the concept of glasshouse nestled in the wild forest. It has been my dream to live off the grid in the tiny house surrounded by nature. Or the concept of a mobile house where I can live like a hippie from one place to another place. The character of the glass house is reflecting who I am and encompassed my value of simplicity, freedom, and transparency. I was the happiest person in the glass house well even just for a short moment.
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