June 27, 2006
Dream Villa
Was invited to my boss' husband, Dato X's private birthday party last Saturday hosted at their home. When I given the address I chuckled to myself.. "Oh! A bungalow". Since I do not know the area well I gotta check with some friends; plus the map. Equipped with a bottle of wine I embarked on an event which had eventually made an impact in my life.The journey uphill was slow as I took my own sweet time gazing on the bungalows along the way. I've been to another bungalow in the same vicinity early this year; belonging to a director of a public listed company worths RMxx mil. So I was kidda expecting a decent bungalow with pool, garage and beautiful well-kept landscape.
Dato was welcoming his guests when I pulled up. After greeting him and handed him the wine I was ushered to the tables at the terrace 15 metres away. When I reached the terrace I was flabbergasted.. not by stunning chicas but the breathtaking night scenery overlooking prominent landmarks to as far as the Shah Alam Mosque. After chilling myself with wine and admiring the scenic horizon despite light drizzle, I joined the entourage in his arty self-designed 3-storey home. Guest hall and kitchen on the ground floor; attic, lounge and guest room on the first whilst family hall and rooms on the lower ground. All tastefully and intricately designed by Dato himself; a qualified architect, estimated market value is at least two fold the former bungalow I've visited.
A simple international fusion dishes with local kuih-muih desserts and generous flow of wine; seated on the breezy terrace with spectacular views surrounded by friendly colleagues and Dato's immediate well-to-do-but-humble families. I've never thought I could enjoy this even for a mere few hours as I only get to see it in HK dramas; i.e elegant lifestyles with posh seaside villas or hilltop mansions.
The moment I left the bungalow, I know I'm a changed person. It's about time to revisit my goals and missions.
// oil replenished @ 15:45 
