Monday, November 13, 2006
@5:36 AM
Ok so this is my first post for my new blog..Thought that i wanted a touch of melancholy in the whole outlook. However what i got was more of a lovelorn feel which,trust me, is not what i exactly am right now!OK fei hua sao shuo...
To have our moods dictated by something as strange and impersonal as places..Have u ever had the poignant sense of deja vu whenever the setting is just right, no matter where u are? For me, itz whenever the breeze whisper by my cheeks, whenever the clouds don a dark coat, whenever the chill gnaws at my skin, whenever the sentimental songs play at the background, that my mind would be flooded by a deluge of memories. Memories which seemed ever so subtle, but yet leave a strong impression in some unknown corner of my mind. Memories like how i used to stroll past the grass meadow towards the bus-stop from my old secondary school while it was still situated at Fernvale, like how i spent that drizzly evening sand-gliding at the desert dunes with my choir mates in Australia, like how i met the glance of my crush upon stepping out of the school gates on that particular wet evening...
Deja vu. The feeling of nostalgia always comes after a rain, when the moisture lingers lazily in the air and everything seems drenched. Strangely enough for me, itz always during these moments when i would recall memories which i never thought i registered. THen, my mind would take flight..to places which would not ever have the same feel as i once experienced if i were to return there again.
Our memory is not only used for memorising suff. Instead, i refer to it as precious bookmarks marking unforgettable chapters of our lives. Unfortunately, there's a limit to how well they can serve their purpose. THey can only tell of the existence of the pages, but can never allow us to read the chapter over again.
Siat LA