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Lost View

I've been doing up my work room. It's really nice to have a place just to organise all of my craft supplies and to abide in a clean, white space to stitch, write and dream. This little room used to have a glorious view before I left to Qatar in 2012. On the northeast is the Batu Caves, a temple that is a popular destination for Hindu devotees, local and foreign tourists. The Kuala Lumpur Twin Towers (KLCC), a landmark that I'm always in awe of, is on the northwest. Now, while I can still see the golden statue of Lord Murugan on my left, my view of the towers is slowly and steadily being usurped by a 42-storey condominium project. Well, I live on the 18th floor of a 19-storey building so you can imagine my frustration. All I see now are tower cranes, metallic scaffolding, concrete boxes of work in progress and tiny men in hats walking the newest floors, doing stuff. I'm hoping that they would leave the plot of greenery next to the construction site alone although I suspect it's just a matter of time before a deal is signed for another high rise, view-obstructing, obnoxious building project. Greedy developers and local authorities. 



The KLCC view before the construction works.
On a beautiful, it's a great view. 
View gone! The haze doesn't help. 




Comments

  1. Oh dear, they really have spoiled your view! But it's nice to hear you're back in Malaysia, Jaya.

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  2. Ugg, they are doing that here now and people are trying to stop it. Greed wins out.

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  3. That sucks a ton and more. Greed, is what that is.

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