Thought of asking him to do something out of ordinary - because in many respects he can be extra ordinary.
He felt that he does not have the passion and stomach; and in his words (roughly) "usually only MCKK boys display this kind of energy and passion".
What was so different about the five years in Kuala Kangsar, that made all the difference 20 years later?
Looking back, I think we were raised to have a sense of purpose from the very beginning, in whatever we do - even if you are the guy who bolot everyone else's ration, you want to be the best (referring to Bochap); you want to fit as many karipaps as possible in your pocket.
I wonder whether the same "sense of purpose" is still being inculcated in the boys in Kuala nowadays. It will make all the difference when they grow up; they will be made of sterner stuff.
I look back and wonder why I am always more comfortable and trusting of another MCKK guy - that's because they have a sterner heart and stomach to pursue things which other people couldn't care less; and along the way makes the difference (this is of course, a general generalisation so let's not get into the details)/
I should go to sleep if I want to make a difference tomorrow.