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Sunday, April 26, 2009. I have not been happy for a while now. Not that I have not smiled. That would be truly terrible. Its just that I have been sad, having forgotten how to smile from the heart. I often miss what I was, long for what I could have been and wonder what I have become. Then again, I shudder at the thought that how this is but an excuse to cover up the true reasons for this state of mind. Would I really be better off after I leave this place, or are the things I lost gone for good?
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Sunday, June 21, 2009. People come and go. They tell me about the flow. I just nod and smile back at them. They ask me how are you doing. I mumble back, "The same.". For how do I tell them about the state that I'm in. As much as I run,. I cant get away,. From the shadow that is cast upon my world. As much as I try,. In the end I find,. I'm still right here where I used to be. How can I tell them that my watch does not tick,. Without them laughing and telling me its just spoilt. Is it a spell cast upon me?
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Sunday, November 23, 2008. The old road looked the same, as I rolled back into the village in the car. But everything else was changed. I had seen the image in the postcards. But there was nothing like seeing for oneself. It was amazing. Perhaps too overwhelming. Was this even the village I once left behind? The car pulled over. And I was glad to see another familiar sight, the face of a friend, waiting for me. "How is it? But that night as I lay in the bed of my new residence, dreams spoke a different t...
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Friday, February 6, 2009. Somewhere, somewhen in life, we all had wondeful experiences that leave us with vivid memories. The best part about memories is that only the fun and happy ones remain, while the hard work and fatigue that goes with them are deleted. Attached to these memories usually lies a trigger of some kind. And when the trigger is pulled, the feeling just rush back to us, fresh and as great as before. Once again, I marvel at the power of the human brain. Gosh I feel old.
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Saturday, January 31, 2009. I got lost today. Perhaps I wasnt so much in the right mind, so I just took off in a random direction, putting a man's sense of direction to the extreme test. Too much urban jungle I guess, after choosing to cut through hdb estate after hdb estate, I decided I didnt really know where I was anymore. It was a really confusing walk, an emotional rollercoaster in fact, so the walking off the emotions thing didnt really work. I dont know what I feel even now. Stupid maybe? But mayb...
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Saturday, October 18, 2008. Its just a blank. Nothing. But blank is good I guess. Thursday, October 16, 2008. When we speak of the parent, nothing comes close. Because there is no one like a parent. And there is really no one. The boy looks beyond the gate. He sees his father, still in his work attire, carrying the items the boy desperately needed. Arcoss the island and back, the journey would definitely tire the middle-aged father. But still the father came. There is no one like you, no one like a parent.
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Tuesday, September 23, 2008. Its not at all far from my home, but it had been indeed some time that I have visited this place. The same ambience, the same aroma of coffee, the same activities going on around. But the people are no longer around. It has been one year, in a blink of an eye, but it hasn't been that long actually. But we have all moved far ahead, undoubtedly changed in various ways. Bittersweet memories, but just a little disappointing ain't it? Not that I have some life threatening disease.
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Friday, August 29, 2008. Look at the stars, look how they shine for you. The myriad of diamonds upon a backdrop of velvet night sky. How intriguing, how alluring, how beautiful. But there may be times that you find that the stars are gone. Obscured by the rain, clouds, or perhaps just by the mere brightness of urban lights. Too much of these and you may soon forget that the stars exist. Look at the stars, look how they shine for you. Sunday, August 17, 2008. In recent days, I also found that I no longer ...
