When i was 5 years old, my grandma likes to fry the eggs for me. the shape of fried egg looked like peninsula malaysia. starting by that time, peninsula officially means fried egg. 'Grandma, i want a peninsula everyday!'
When i was 10 years old, i came back home with despair. Waiting and holding plate beside grandma, i cried ' i lose in inter-school competition. no chance for me to go for peninsula. no plane anymore'. She just put the 'peninsula' on my plate. i swallowed it in tears. It's the first time i ate such a salty egg but with the taste of love.
When i was 15 years old, i told my grandma that i want to study in UM. it's the best uni for medicine. Again, she put one more peninsula on my plate. 'Then, u have to eat more peninsula before u fly.'
When i am 19 years old, i managed to study in shah alam. My dream comes true but i am not as happy as i expected. i miss my hometown. It's my place of belonging. i miss everything there. i miss peninsula. i miss her. Now, grandma can't walk properly. No more peninsula from her. It's time to cook for her. Time to care and love her more. i love u, grandma! you r the best chef in the world!!!