Winter is upon us. It is getting colder by the day, lesser daylight too. It doesn't help that you are homesick and missing your loved ones.
In this very low and emo mood, I was browsing through friends' Facebook profiles when I had this peculiar curiosity to plug in a particular name in the searchbox.
And there it was - one of the first few that came up. I noticed it was a new photo; that of a happy couple - guy with a I-don't-like-to-take-photos-actually smile and girl with a I-don't-care-but-you-have-to-take-photo-with-me look. It was evident who was forcing who to take the photo.
And now it can be made public. I do have my suspicions that it is due to the fact that there is nothing more to hide now that it was clear that I know everything from our last chance encounter at Parkway.
It got the emo-ness in me thinking. I was there before in the same position, same look, same smile, just that it is a new dude in my place.
Can we be replaced that easily?
Or is there always something special left behind that cannot be replaced?
If there is, I would like to know what it was, at least for me.
On my part, she can never be replaced. I would like to keep just the beautiful memories and discard the hurt and the sorrow but its so difficult, it cannot be done.
The good memories will always bring a smile to us. We prolong the lingering image in our heads, in that sepia image, and cherish the happy moment.
For as long as the thought is in our heads, the pain in our hearts can be forgotten... temporarily.
Alternatively, just one click - and the photo disappears.
In this very low and emo mood, I was browsing through friends' Facebook profiles when I had this peculiar curiosity to plug in a particular name in the searchbox.
And there it was - one of the first few that came up. I noticed it was a new photo; that of a happy couple - guy with a I-don't-like-to-take-photos-actually smile and girl with a I-don't-care-but-you-have-to-take-photo-with-me look. It was evident who was forcing who to take the photo.
And now it can be made public. I do have my suspicions that it is due to the fact that there is nothing more to hide now that it was clear that I know everything from our last chance encounter at Parkway.
It got the emo-ness in me thinking. I was there before in the same position, same look, same smile, just that it is a new dude in my place.
Can we be replaced that easily?
Or is there always something special left behind that cannot be replaced?
If there is, I would like to know what it was, at least for me.
On my part, she can never be replaced. I would like to keep just the beautiful memories and discard the hurt and the sorrow but its so difficult, it cannot be done.
The good memories will always bring a smile to us. We prolong the lingering image in our heads, in that sepia image, and cherish the happy moment.
For as long as the thought is in our heads, the pain in our hearts can be forgotten... temporarily.
Alternatively, just one click - and the photo disappears.
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5 comments:
Hey Mr. KPO =)
Well, dun read so much if u know it hurts u liao lor. u also one kind la. Get over it, dun get back to it again =D
Now, go go and find ur Mrs Pilot-wife!
Ya lor... itchy fingers and too much bandwidth. Hmmmph gotta stop kaypoh-ing around.
Zi xun fan nao. U too much time on hand hor. hahaha
Damn da Winter! Feeling shitty myself...
Isn't this amazing, John? The first time I stumbled onto your blog (the prevous one), you were keen to be in Australia. And now, you are!
.... And now, you might also understand the feelings of isolation I talked about so often in my blog then.
Welcome to down under, mate! =)
Jo you are right!
Hahah I'm where I wanted to be... Down Under! But I must lament the lack of nightlife (shops close real early) and the bitter cold winter winds!
Still, I am grateful to be here :)
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