pre-stroke- my childhood years

i was born in the year that tar(tengku abdul rahnman) and his cronies, all happily gallivanting in london under the guise of a wog(wily oriental gentlemen)deeply immersing themselves in the sinful pleasure offered by that bastion of the british empire, wine, women and gambling, although if you belief the local history books, they were there working hard towards the noble cause of fighting for our independence. my earliest recollection was being sarong-strapped around my mother's body, her with one hand clinging precariously to the chromed- steel bar that always ransnakily underneath the roof of a bus,which was courageously chugging along the labis-kluang route , we on another one of those "paying homage" visits to my maternal grandparents in kampung melayu,kluang . the subsequent move to jemaluang, mersing, kahang,gelang patah and kota tinggi and labis again before finally settling down in kluang were of the vaguest recollections to me, after kota tinggi i was packed off to attend the rmc where my growing-up really took-off. all these perennial uprooting ensures that my answers would always be long-winded when asked as to where is my hometown, i would initially rumble on about all these migration before finally ending with kuala lumpur as kl was the town that i had spent the longest time in,in my life, 20 years. after a while especially with someone whose presence bores me, the answer was simply, dunno!