Tranquility

2 days ago, while waiting for my friend in the heart of bedok interchange,

i took the chance to sit amongst the heartlanders.

Kids riding motorised cars and bikes around the once used-to-be lively fountain.

Now, it has already been swarmed by cockroaches in the dark.

As i sat and stare into empty space, my mind was surprisingly at home.

I knew that i felt safe, i felt comfortable, even though i was just doing nothing



I have lived in Bedok for 18 years now. Singapore for 18 years now.

When i have to live overseas next time, will i still feel comfortable?

Will i still have the word home in my heart?

Time will answer these questions.

On a side note, i realised that when you blogged about heart troubling matters, it means you are losing more outlets to release your steam.

Afterall, your blog is your friend. But, he is your last and most non existent one.

Only when i have no one around to share my troubles with, then will i trouble this loyal friend of mine.

Thanks!


y h