Friday, August 22, 2008
â™ 10:44 PM
Geylang, next!Saturday, August 16, 2008
â™ 9:39 PM
I remembered being laughed at for saying the wrong things at the wrong time but i also remembered how they guided and chose to educate.I entered with skewed partiality, i admit, but i remembered how i left with a different slant; not entirely, for sure, but there were moments; moments where i was pushed and made to examine my own prejudices. If there was one thing i regretted, it was how i failed to answer your question in the most effective way possible. I remain disappointed; nevermind as an individual or a professional. If only, if only. I remembered how stunned i was and the way my mind blanked out at the most inappropriate time. It was sad, for i knew you needed the reassurance; which i failed to provide. But still, i remembered how relieved and grateful i was when others sensed my discomfort and chose to save me on time. I remembered the blended, the milkshake and the milo dinosaur.
I remembered the uncle, the belachan and the reprimand.
You know, this has been one hell of a damn good learning experience. It was the first place where self-talk and reflection were accepted. It was the only place where for once, others didn't go a'dilah you are thinking too much. It was the place where i was given the freedom to think and explore and i enjoyed it very,very much. Analyzing your thoughts no longer seemed absurd or stop being so cynical, but instead, embraced widely.There are so many instances, so many "I remembered"; yet for now, i choose to keep the memories all to myself.It has been a few weeks but I do still think back and smile from time to time. For those who walked this journey with me, you know who you are and i thank you.
Goodbye,
A Fisherman's Friend.
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
â™ 7:56 PM
In the mood for Little (modern) India
Saturday, August 09, 2008
â™ 10:38 PM
Happy 43rd Birthday.â™ 8:05 PM
" All through your childhood you can't wait for the day you turn eighteen. You tell yourself that as soon as you're officially an adult you can stay out as late as you like, with whoever you like, and go out in the morning to do whatever you want to do all day. Like eat sweets and play Nintendo. Except that it doesn't happen. You don't often find vacancies for film stars and poets in the Evening Standard, so you end up getting a boring job like yours and mine to pay the rent, which means that you can't stay out late because you've got to be presentable for work in the morning. No wonder people were always telling me that schooldays are the best of your life."
Happy 21st to All.