Friday, March 03, 2006
Walking down the PSML flooded with sparkling neon lights and deafening music, my mind is in twirls...
It has been a long time since I board on a non-airconditioned double decker and as usual, I went to upstairs. The night is silent with gentle breeze blowing against my face and misty moon hanging in the sky, as if guiding me towards inner peace.
"Hello Christal. This is...” before finishing of the sentence, I had put down the phone. A most ordinary greeting from a familiar yet faraway voice has broken down everything completely. As if it is a spell, it has smashed the castle that I had worked so hard to bulit to protect, to defend, to safeguard myself, into million pieces. Slowly, all the memory is haunting me back and I feel myself dissolving into nothingness...
perhaps, by not reading the sms-es and answering the calls, i feel today remains like any other day before it...
pursuing my happiness with passion@| 11:15 PM