I'm scared. My hands were shaking and to be frank, I wanted to cry. People were saying ' Allahuakbar ' out loud. The roads are busy and I can hear hons everywhere.
I was on my way to class this afternoon and I saw a man in front of a church being tied with ropes across his hands and legs. Everyone ( read : us, medical students ) stopped. We were too scared to pass through them. We stopped for a few minutes and then bravely walked to class. The incident still scares me out up until now.
It's been almost two weeks now. I'm beginning to love Alexandria. Things were fine until..until yesterday.
I'm beginning to miss home. Well, not that much though. I began to silently ask myself every day how can I improve my English if no one here speaks English? You see, us, students communicate with the people here in arabic. Eventhough we learn in English but us, Malaysians still communicate with each other in Malay. And not to downgrade the others but let's just say, by listening to them reading the questions or a paragraph asked by the professors here, we can detect who can speak or even read in English.
Malay's typical mindset :- Those who communicate English or try to speak English among each other are snobbish.
But I don't know about here in Alex though.
Life here is beginning to be hectic. I have two practical classes and 2 hours of lecture every day. Not complaining though. It's been so long since I've been this busy studying.
It's 1 am in Malaysia right now and the moment I saw the demonstration outside the building, I keep thinking about dad-up until now.
It's a quater after 1, I'm all alone and I need you now.
I want to talk with my parents so bad right now but I can't. I don't want to wake them up nor worry them by telling them what's happening here in Alex.
I hope everything will be fine by tomorrow. I hope so. And do pray for my safety here.
Assalam :)
Assalam :)
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