IT IS hard to believe that it has been more than 10 years since this column appeared in the pages of StarMetro. The Bangsar Boy was a small idea that was born over (possibly) sirap ais and karipap, when I was telling my then-editor stories about mum’s obsession with computer games.
Over the past decade, I have been privileged enough to have a platform for me to tackle various topics – from the values my parents raised me with to the different people I grew up with in Bangsar, my observations about Kuala Lumpur life and commentary about the various socio-cultural and political issues in Malaysia.
