Whenever I am here, l can feel it.

Soaking in the atmosphere and reminiscing it.

Can you feel it? l could.

Can you feel it? I always do.

Whenever I am here.

The feeling is great, it is so nostalgic.

It makes you want to go back in time and feel that “kick” … yet again.

Those bitter-sweet moments would always come back.

Whenever I am here, l felt like ... yes, I’m back.

Together we went through those moments as kids.

Feeling carefree, no worries, for we were just kids.

Playing street games, and sometimes running in the rain.

We would buy plastic balls, playing street soccer.

We used wooden planks and metal wheels and made our own scooters.

Boys and girls, we all played together.

We attended Quran reading lessons at Masjid Sultan together.

Together we went through those beautiful moments.

And the sad ones become our lessons to learn.

This is my birthplace, my playground, my space.

If I could turn back time, l would not change a thing.

Cos this is a place to remember, with all the people l love and treasure.

And this is the back lane where we passed our time.

This is the place where we would say, “It’s mine.”

This is the place to go back in time.

This was our home, yours, and mine.

Whenever I am Here…