The Motorcycle Lane Diary : Riding on the Monday Blues

As usual, being a servant for the citizen needs to open my eyes earlier then people who works in private sector. Last thing when gravity pull me down to sleep is...damn it..i can't remember it.

Monday morning where people are rushing to work with unhappily smile. There's so many people who waiting for the bus. Some of them were the permanent public transporation supporters. Some of them might listen to our DPM to change our style of life because of the madnessly increased petrol price.

Today my moskito is using new caltex gold fuel. This is the new product from Caltex. It's been for awhile i've not filling my tank with Caltex and it's so confused when i've didn't find the green petrol hose but yellow and red. It's a little bit confused because all these year even when there's Bangla who work there's learn to talk malay by using this favorite work " Hijau ..Merah..Baru..lama...".. and yesterday i've didn't find the green one. Actually the new product gave more kicks to my moskito's engine and feel to love using it.

Back to the motorcycle lane, it's a simply a quite day with less motorcycle today. Maybe i'm too early. The morning breeze really fresh until i've reached aroun Sungei Way area. The smell like hidrocloric acid sharply attacked my smell sensor. Then came the smell from the liquor factory that so called had generated the rising of our economical level.

Everyday now and maybe for the next 5 years i've might be mutated to another creature when i don't have to breathe using oxygen. Maybe all of us have different gasses for need to stay alive.

While riding my Laila ( my moskito name been given by Elita and my sister, Nelli) , I've realized that day after day we're actually living in world without a clean air. Riding in this lane giving every different story everyday if we see deep around us.