Almost a love story, LRT

Everyone tries to make a living, in the morning especially. Me too, bouncing through the hustle of city dawn, and squeezed myself way in the LRT this morning. Nothing extraordinary, the LRT is as packed as ever. I didn't grab any chances to get a seat, cos I prefer standing. I'd wonder if I burn calories while standing.

In front of me, seated a chinese lady in her...uhmm...50's late, maybe.Regular Auntie clad in tee and shorts, she looked as if just finishing her pasar rendezvous. She held tight her LRT ticket, and positioning herself ready to dis-embark at next station. I made some gaps for her easy through, but come next station...and next station..and next...she didn't leave. But she got all the package, the seated position, the hold of all her belongings and her expression everytime the LRT stops. I got more impatience than her! Auntie, so kan cheong meh?!? Come Hang Tuah station, she finally stood up before the train could brake. As the train slowed down coming to a complete halt, I saw an Uncle waiting anxiously outside the station. Outside means really outside, where he waited behind the LRT walls peeping through the gaps. You should take a closer look at his face. 100000000th times more kan cheong than the Auntie arr.

My intuition tells me that He is waiting for Her. And it is so sweet by just imagining that. I choose to believe that he is her husband. She is out to the pasar early in the morning buying fresh veges to make a nice dinner for the family. He greets her at the station, maybe to help her with the things or for security purpose, or he simply just want to walk home with her.

My morning started with so much love, like watching a fairytale. I didn't care to kay-poh till the end, or make any scientific prove if that Uncle is really waiting for the Auntie. I just find it a blessing by just believing something good, heart warming.

I know, if I don't believe in small miracles, there'd be no more rainbows in my life. Small things count....everyday. Remember. I wish I could.

Child.Care is a scientific myth

I still don't understand this subject. I don't understand why you want to repeat the same mistake your mom did.

WOW! I am hearing the protest over there. Are you raging???

Abra-da-cab-ra....If there's one potion to make babies, and grow them like vegetables, that will be fantabulous. I don't like the idea of having kids. It's definitely not the wailing, or screaming, or chuckles that kids make on a daily basis. It's also not because of the much talked about labor pain a women need to go through just because she's gotta high shot of 1 minute orgasm. I just don't know how to react about raising a human being.

When you are married, you are afraid you can't conceive. When you conceive, you are afraid the cells are not growing healthily inside. When you feel the pain and the burst of that water bag, you are pushing it so hard afraid he wouldn't come out. When the baby is finally out, you are worrying that he is not eating right, not learning right, not behaving right. When he finishes college, you think of him every day if he could be doing good at rat race. When he meets the girl, you wait for the day of his marriage. When he finally bring home a wife, YOU WILL CARE IF HIS WIFE WILL BE REPEATING THE SAME THING YOU DID, ALL OVER AGAIN.

Now, tell me if this is the package. If this is, I surrender. It will be the scariest drama ever seen, flashing right before my very eyes. I'm getting goose bumps now. Don't try to scare me anymore.

I'll just get a puppy, maybe. Thank you very much.

memories.mirage

Memories are certainly some kind of reflection crossing through minds at moments you least expected it to. Most people says, it's ok to let go as memories remains. I don't think so. Memories are not movies. They don't play back just by a touch of button. Memories will only be lively when it's felt once again. Touching moments will only happen when it's done once again.

I had awesome 3rd June - 12th June like no other June I had. Maybe a little too exaggerating cos I don't remember hell of all the past June's I had in all 28 years. Let's say it was the most fabulous month I had for the first half of my year 2011. Why so good? Cos I had good memories. Felt once again, all done with once again.

I have been waiting for 3rd June to come when it was just April. I was counting days, crossing calendars and making plans ahead. When the day finally comes, the moment I was making loud stomping sounds out of my 人字 slippers crossing the street to the arrival hall...it was pure happiness. Along the way, as the days goes, we talked about eveything..the food we loved, the places we go...the things we encountered...our journeys at Manila and KL en-route...it was total blessings.

Those were the times when I feel total sync with feelings down memory lane. We talked like we knew each other for centuries...like we are already friends during past life. It was magical, you know. When we talked about that old film we used to watch together...I could feel the coldness in the cinema, I could taste that caramel popcorn, I could feel the memories again. When we were at Genting, I could remember that conversation we had while cold breezy wind blows. It was more touching when memories flooded at times in Melaka. Every hawker stalls I passed, and some simple gesture we made, it felt like we are doing it again. It wasn't deja vu, because it was all so real. Memories, replay.

If I ever cry again writing this. If I ever feel emotional for all these. I don't understand why we must be apart again tonight. It's like a wall closing down on, curtains our memories again. It's like having to re-sit for an examination again, when all I had done was bowing to the force called fate.

Just don't be greedy, yen. Imagine if we have never parted, all these enlightenment would not materialise. You wouldn't know it meant so much. You wouldn't feel the magic of it. And you wouldn't believe that it is worth all the wait. You wouldn't know that this is the decision right to make.

Be natural. Be strong. Be realistic. Be-lieve.