Reminiscence

“Life is a many splendored thing”, or so the song goes. It has its highs, its lows and in betweens. The highs, we want to hold on forever and the lows, we must endeavour. The in betweens, well, we don’t really mind. Beautiful sunny days greet us with a soft breeze, the sun shining through the fluffy clouds, birds chirping, cats on a fence meowing and a faint mooing heard from the field nearby. That’s a calming kampung setting. Not a day goes by without experiencing nature at its best. The rainy windy days are reminders to be grateful. A sudden gust of wind, whispering, through the bushes and trees amidst the sounds of heavy rain. Windowpanes rattle as howling noises swirl through the air, around the house and whooshes to the hills below. Nature shall take its course from one season to the next. As will the chapters in our life. It’s been so many moons and melting glaciers, and yet it was like only yesterday I was star struck with Duran Duran’s Simon Le Bon and the younger version of Tom Cruise, TV3 was every teenager dream come true. The trials as a teenager in the 1980’s was trivial, though significant during those days; the number of teen magazines we managed to collect, the music tapes we compiled ourselves and posters we hung on our bedroom wall. Slowly but surely the posters gradually came down and next were pages of college application we had to fill in to continue our studies after SRP.