Oh how you wished....

Qatar.

You are a unique place,but you are not my country.

Some parts are beautiful,you have beautiful sky scrapers and big roads,we only have green grass and plants growing everywhere.

Its warm and sunny all year long where I come from.

And when it rains,oh Qatar,I bet even you wished you were there.

That moment just before it rains in my country,especially when it was hot just before.That welcoming feeling of escape from the heat,come summer in Doha,all daydream only you can of it.

You are rich and your houses are huge.We live in terraces and we only have protons. 

We earn less but when we walk pass a hawker street in Penang, you wished you were there too. 

You have oil and the biggest reserve of gas in the world but on a hot 55degrees summer day,you wished you had our waterfalls. 

You walk pass us like we don't exist.

Either because the window opening of that black curtain you cover yourself's in is too small for you to notice us,i really don't know.But that joy of welcoming,that we give foreigners when they walk in our streets.That's a feeling to savor.

Congrats,that you won the World Cup bid and will be building 10 world class stadiums for the 2022 World Cup.Of course we cant do that, but we damn right will stay awake at 3am in our mamak's to watch the game.That passion lives in our hearts.

Oh Qatar,you are bigger better stronger and faster than us,we are nothing but a Third World Country.

Its Malaysia.Try coming over once.You will know.