Yesterday was Independence day in Malaysia. I'm not the most patriotic of people but you know, I had a great day.
A day in the life perhaps? Not quite. Days are better spent in the company of people you care about and those who care for you. A simple day out, simple smiles, simple laughter, simply satisfying :)
Struggling like a new-born calf learning to stand, feet stumble and shoulders collide. The covert attempt to embrace a hand to guide or be guided, is gently rejected and made the victim of farce, slowly turning and smiling at it. The issue slowly forgotten, if not left behind as footsteps continue and covered ground extends. Whispers of food, spurt amongst small talk as feet stride aimlessly over the well-trod tiles.
The wandering ceases, for a little respite, some air, some warmth from the cold of the inside. Gaze at the skies, look at how they cluster and clump, how the day has darkened how our history is dark. Wander away, wander elsewhere down a flight, look for fishies, look deep and be gifted with sight.
Looking into a person's eyes, and watching them slowly form crescents as they shine and smile at yours, beside the rush of a river, although it isnt one which is as natural as one would wish it was, it would suffice. Walking around a mall for a hours when compared to under an hour sitting by the less than perfect river seems so miniscule and such an insignificant part of my day.
Appetite is not something which comes for some people but nevertheless, we must eat. The first of trips to Chilli's it would be, an eye-opener, an experience, an old-timer with extra cheese and how could we not have the high and mighty pie?
Dimly lit, with the wailing of country songs in the background and the twangs of their guitars, the bustle of the restaurant almost seemed to be on mute, as the meal was eaten, maybe not enjoyed, but nevertheless... eaten. The old-timer indeed would be hard to down but hey, the high and mighty pie was as easy as... pie!
If you don't understand it, good, if you do understand it, good. :)
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