Last night I dreamt that the whole of Australia was sinking. It came on CNN Breaking News. I was worried and tried to contact my family there and found out that telephone lines were down. (I do not know why I didnt think to use the handphone) News was coming in that Australians were pawning their gold and jewelry to get a place on wooden boats to flee the country. A group of us boarded a van and made our way to Port Klang to see if our family members managed to get a safe passage to Malaysia. Najib was standing on a podium and his stance was like that of the statue of Christ the Redeemer in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. He was weeping. Through his tears he announced that the Australians will be relocated to a pulau off the East Coast of Malaysia. They will enjoy their time there because it was Visit Malaysia Year and there was a waterfall there. I was looking around in desperate hope and I saw an ang moh and quickly grabbed his hand and asked if he had seen my family. His clothes were disheveled, his hair unkempt and he had a terrified, confused look in his eyes. He said the boat masters who transported them from Australia were cruel and had whips and forced all, including women, children and old people to row the boats. He said he could not help me. I was trying to look out for any other Australians but they seemed to be running helter-skelter in all directions. I tried running after them in furious pursuit but couldnt seem to grab hold of any of them. Then I spotted a white arm and flung myself to grab it and I smacked the wall. I have a throbbing, painful hand today.
Posted on: Mon, 14 Jul 2014 00:45:17 +0000
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