Hell yeah, cant believe it is only day six. DAY SIX. Out of fourteen. Of semi-quarantine. And all three of us are bored to hell right now. I swear to God, habis je RMO, semua memang pakat pakat keluar and have picnic and fun and sunbathing. I do really miss going to the outside. Not that I love the outdoor lifestyle, but H has been pointing it out that I miss my freedom. I miss those days where I have the choice of going out or staying home. And I would always choose the latter. But when you dont have the choice, you will choose something that you cannot have.
It’s a funny thing about choice. To many people it is very important that they have choice in their lives. Some people vigorously fight to defend their right to choose. In many ways, however, we seem to have a lot less choice than we think and, ironically, it could be the most important aspects of our lives in which we have the least choice of all.
Rasputin made it very clear that he gave the Russian 'the choice'- either you stay at home for 14 days or stay in the prison for 5 years.
Choices, heh.
PS: Stay strong guys. My thoughts and prayers for all Malaysians, especially the frontliners, those who has to stay at home with 10 siblings and got nothing to eat, those who earned their income day by day and now you're worrying sick as to what to feed your family the next day, and all of you who are fighting you own silent battle. إن شاء الله, this too will pass.
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