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Friday, February 22, 2008
11:42 PM

Cranes

a crane collapsed right outside the business faculty today.

i couldn't quite believe it, the crash that rippled through class, the debris of twisted metal in full view, a mere 50 metres away. collateral damage of cleanly sliced trees from the flying metal bits clattered down upon the line of motorcycles.
and yes, three dead i hear. the driver and two others on the ground.

huh. dead? you sure or not. were they students or what. anyone injured? eyes widened in fearful anticipation.

i think they were foreign workers.

mostly a sigh that could pass off as a chey. yet some revealed aloof indifference. nonchalant disinterest.

i'm no aspiring president of the bangladeshi community, but somehow. it irked me. do different lives have a difference in value. who then, is it to define this value. who then, is it to judge.

the voices in my head-

Sunday, February 17, 2008
3:34 PM

Hung

is it wrong?

to find myself wanting to hang out with people whom i can work with. rather than clique with.

funny. i see my circle of friends slowly dissolving into a strong web of networking associates who complement me in my slave-driving working style. and those who can't adapt, fade gradually into the backdrop of aquaintances and hi-byes.

perhaps it is the overwhelming load of things that poses a constraint on my time, and social life.
and in saving grace, at least i had yearned for complementary peers in the absence of those i could clique with. instead of headhunting those i can clit with.

the voices in my head-

Wednesday, February 13, 2008
11:10 AM

A Lift

i stopped before the junction, wound down the window and beckoned to the lady who must have had three quarters of a century.

clementi?

she stopped in her tracks, with such abruptness she might have torn a ligament. her eyes widened in amazement, i wonder how those shrunken eyelids could prevent them from popping out. and her smile grew exponentially her cheeks must have had no such searing pressure in decades.

and she finally found her voice.
no but thank you ah boy, thank you thank you so much. gong xi fa cai ah, hahaa ah boy thank you so much, thank you. God bless you ah boy, gong xi gong xi. happy new year, thank you thank you.

it was a beautiful day.

the voices in my head-

Sunday, February 10, 2008
12:14 AM

Hush

when you think it to be and the world thinks not, it is a mark of a prodigy. an uncalculated spark that would set to change the world. an ice cube tipped off the cliff, into a still dead pond. the ripples to come, an individual that would influence far and wide.

when you think it to be and the world thinks not, so seems apt to be deemed a misfit and a rebel. the round pegs in the square holes, the ones who ain't fond of rules, with utter disrespect for the status quo.

when you think it to be and the world thinks not, it is a mark of greatness. one who would change things, pushing the human race forward. and while some may see you as the crazy one, who is it to define crazy from genius.

and when you think it to be and the world thinks not, you might just.
be wrong.

the voices in my head-