funny enough, ti is the only venue where i ventured out in my life but yet i never managed to strikeup an acquaintanceship with anyone there. neither did i have any recollection of my time there, it is really a miserable place among a bunch of miserable juveniles. luckily for me, my father soon came to visit bearing a letter offering a place in the royal military college. without much ado, i followed my father home to kluang to pack again and proceeded to kuala lumpur by train where several army trucks were waiting to transport us(there were many others) to rmc in sungai besi, to begin a journey that lasted almost 3 years and as a result beginning one of the most impressionable period of my life. i arrived in rmc totally unprepared for the regiment of life,what followed was a total shock ,not unlike several bolts of lightning,notjust one, life as a new boy in rmc has been amply documented elsewhere. as for me the most vivid effect is that i had to learn to very quickly take care of myself,doing my own laundry, shining the shoes until you can see the reflection of your teeth, making up my own bed,etc. and most importantly submit myself to the very intimidating and intensive ragging all through the waking hours.the ragging was for a year and although i cannot say that i came through with flying colours, never for a moment did the thought of quitting ever entered my mind. the worst is that i discovered i don't have much of a stamina for physical exertions.
there are many memories of my stay in rmc and there could be smattering of my recollections in future posting, suffice to say that the regiment there directly or indirectly forced me to grow up very very quickly. i left rmc in the early part of my lower six form,after having accepted an offer by mara to further pursue my studies overseas, which shall be further elucidated in the near future through another heading entitled MY HIGHER EDUCATION.
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