bye Vienna, hello Semenyih
when i first arrived back in malaysia it felt so surreal
everything seems at once so foreign yet so familiar:
the buildings, the streets, the heat, the humidity, the plants
in my mind’s eye i still see vienna. i see the street where i lived at and the way to the university. i see türkenstraße, votivkirche, sigmund freud park, schottentor/universität, liebiggasse. i hear the sweet sounds of accordion music from people busking for change; i hear an der schönen blauen donau at every instance
when i open my eyes i see palm trees, rumah terres, kampungs, kopitiams. i hear nature’s orchestra, of crickets and frogs.
oh the images of vienna are so vivid. i dream of vienna.
in my dreams i taste a Wiener Melange, a Römerquelle prickelnd. in my mouth i taste a heavily sugared instant white coffee.
it’s good to be back. it’s good to see familiar faces, hear familiar voices again. but vienna, how i miss you so.