Smelling the Roses under the Starlit Sky
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Life has taken so much of a turn ever since I left the airforce. I have found the courage to venture into photography as a career and the feeling has never been so right. Granted that I haven’t step into it in full throttle yet, but I don’t think I would find it a chore to “go to work”. I mean, I already love taking photos that much and I am taking photos for lovers who are at one of their most proudest and radiant moments which is…. Marriage.
According to magazines and many jokes, everything goes downhill from that day you decide to marry though. HAHA.
Knowing that my life has changed was only a portion of what I’ve come to terms with though. I have also stopped running in the stream of life that Singaporeans are in and took the time to smell the roses that are already in my life and gathered more flowers that are within my reach. Using this chance to take a break, I’ve made more new friends in weeks than I had in some years but most importantly, I met someone…
Yes, yes. I am now attached again. Everyone would be going, “HUH? WHO? SO FAST?”. I am still trying to grasp the wonderful situation that I am in. Well, when you find yourself falling for someone who is falling as fast as you, that’s how quick matters of the heart can be.
We went to a nice park yesterday on the 2nd of August 2007 as part of our official 1st date as a couple. Sitting on the bench with her at my side, with the gentle breeze sweeping across the serene looking pond and accompanied by the whispers of the night, I looked up and saw something that I have forgotten to see for such a long time. The stars.
The irritating MRT track behind was a mood killer every now and then but little can it do to affect my thoughts.
STARS! Waves of memories start to come back to me as I told her of my stories. I’ve forgotten all about the star gazing that I used to love. After rainy days when the sky is clear, I would go down to the park and find my favourite spot in the park to stare at the night sky. Back in primary school, I went to school even earlier than the janitor who would then open the gates for me. After helping the uncle switch on the lights in the school, I would make my way down to the carpark where assembly was held. All alone in the dark, I would prop my big bag of books on the floor and lie down with my eyes facing the night sky. Gazing at stars. Letting my mind wonder as far as I could as a 12 year old.
Looking at her, I suddenly recalled. “Oh! And I once saw a shooting star!”
“Did you make a wish?”
“No! It was so fast! Disappearing beyond my school building in an instant!”
Waking up this morning, I realized that the wish that the heavens owe me that morning when I was 12 came to me in a form of a woman sitting right beside me last night.
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