The greatest year-end story
Christmas ended more abruptly than it started. People of the world await the next big holiday.
The music stops, the laughter slowly diminshes, the smiles slowly wiped off their faces. People of the world carry on with their staidly routines, the black coffee, the annoying alarm clock, the painful journey to work.
Then again leaders of the world are talking about an insurgent and propitious economy. Leaders of the world are talking about year-end bonuses, a more affleunt society, a better life for everybody. People of the world are building better homes and families.
People in the world are always fighting. Fighting for peace. Inner peace. World peace. Peace at domestic levels. Fighting for happiness. Fighting for more company. Fighting against loneliness. Fighting for freedom.
I remembered the times when people our age knew nothing about wars and uncertainties in life and the world, the temperatures around this time of the year went into a landslide. It dipped to a walloping 21degrees. I watched the drizzle through the eyes of a little boy, and deep down I prayed that it stared snowing. The temperature went further down to 20.9degrees and my eyes never left the drizzle outside the window. I searched my cabinets for the thickest sweater, I put on my little socks and I blew hot air into my palms. I laid my mattress on my living room watchin the wonders of the world. Kids have less things to do i guess. 20.8degrees, it went down further. I turned on the TV set, hoping to hear the news that it finally snowed in sunny Singapore and finally four seasons all year long. My feet turned cold. I could hear my mother chopping vegetables in the kitchen, i asked repetitively whether she had seen snow. I was afraid I could not differentiate the difference between water droplets and precipitate.
I gradully fell asleep after a long wait. The temperature went up by 24degrees when I woke up. I was sure it snowed. I didn't even ask anybody to confirm that. I was darn sure. It would be the new year soon and I was a little happy boy.
The leaders will have their own stories to tell to the world. The people of the world will also have their own stories to share. But that was my greatest year-end story.
The music stops, the laughter slowly diminshes, the smiles slowly wiped off their faces. People of the world carry on with their staidly routines, the black coffee, the annoying alarm clock, the painful journey to work.
Then again leaders of the world are talking about an insurgent and propitious economy. Leaders of the world are talking about year-end bonuses, a more affleunt society, a better life for everybody. People of the world are building better homes and families.
People in the world are always fighting. Fighting for peace. Inner peace. World peace. Peace at domestic levels. Fighting for happiness. Fighting for more company. Fighting against loneliness. Fighting for freedom.
I remembered the times when people our age knew nothing about wars and uncertainties in life and the world, the temperatures around this time of the year went into a landslide. It dipped to a walloping 21degrees. I watched the drizzle through the eyes of a little boy, and deep down I prayed that it stared snowing. The temperature went further down to 20.9degrees and my eyes never left the drizzle outside the window. I searched my cabinets for the thickest sweater, I put on my little socks and I blew hot air into my palms. I laid my mattress on my living room watchin the wonders of the world. Kids have less things to do i guess. 20.8degrees, it went down further. I turned on the TV set, hoping to hear the news that it finally snowed in sunny Singapore and finally four seasons all year long. My feet turned cold. I could hear my mother chopping vegetables in the kitchen, i asked repetitively whether she had seen snow. I was afraid I could not differentiate the difference between water droplets and precipitate.
I gradully fell asleep after a long wait. The temperature went up by 24degrees when I woke up. I was sure it snowed. I didn't even ask anybody to confirm that. I was darn sure. It would be the new year soon and I was a little happy boy.
The leaders will have their own stories to tell to the world. The people of the world will also have their own stories to share. But that was my greatest year-end story.
posted by jingli K at 7:41 PM
4 Comments:
Forgot to tell you today: It really is a great story for the season, evoking all the good things about being a kid and all the great things about watching a kid. Makes you feel warm and fuzzy inside. Very xiao3 pin3 feel... I like.
thanks
hey man. juz realised tt uve added more life to ur blog. itz qt an eye candy nw. great.
Hey, you figured out the comments thing. And you didn't fuck it up like I did! Clever boy...
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