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Thursday, October 25th, 2007Hehehe…been thinking bout my blog these days. Like i hav been for quite a while. Always thinking of stuff i wanna write here. Though how much i wanted it, i’m still lazy to do so. But everytime i get to update this blog, i feel a sense of accomplishment. And i have been doing a lot of thinking lately, many of them might be unless…but hey, who doesnt day dream?
THOUgHt Of The dAy
Hmm…ever had tat funny feeling when u are driving, cruising through the road as how ur fingers are wit the radio station? (But i still keep my eyes on the road) Trying to find a nice song on the limited station u hav on "speed dial". Finally, u found a note u like and you feel satisfied. Suddenly the road aint so bad anymore. The song changes…and a tune came on. Something u thought strike your liking…as it prolong, u realized tat it was a song u hav forgotten…a song tat u would love to hear during a cruise down the road some time ago. As u try to sing it, and fumble wit the lyrics, u surprised urself tat u can still remember how it goes. With it not only comes a companion on the road, but a flood of memory. Somehow u can connect it wit a scene in your life tat jus seem to hang at the tip of ur memory, yet no matter how hard u try, it doesnt seem to tumble out. Something familiar bout tat song…use to love it…but jus cant put my finger on it. But sometimes we remember clearly how closely this song related to our lives…a song u shared wit him…a song u cried wit when she left…Bitter? Sweet? Ever had tat feeling?
When asked, if u were to lose one of ur senses which one would u still survive without? For me, i cant live without my sight. Who can imagine not seeing? Not able to see the things tat lay ahead of us. Blind. Sightless. Cant drive, cant walk without stumbling, cant draw, cant read…the list goes on. Imagine those born without sight. Never knowing wat the colour blue meant.
But have u ever smell something fantastic? Haha…of course u hav. Roasted chicken, well-cooked meal, fresh cut lemon, the rain…wat if u couldnt? Still bearable to live? Ya…maybe. It might not be as terrible as losing ur sight rite? Ever smell something tat incredibly does things to ur heart? The shampoo she uses…the aftershave he puts on…the yellowed pillow…the short blanket… Do u realize everyone has his/her particular smell? Not the soap or the perfume. A smell tat cant be covered…everyone owns one. To some it might not smell very good…but to others it brings comfort. When u r near someone, do u remember how he/she smells like? And u hope u can smell more of it. Makes u miss someone u love. If not, why do u think bf’s give jackets to gf’s, and the gf’s keeps it for the days to come? And y gf’s give soft toys/pillows to bf’s, and the bf’s hug it everynite to sleep? Like a child tat refuses to let his mom wash his fav toy…we never wan to lose the smell of our love ones. Maybe God design us this way so we will always remember the ones we love. Ever walk pass something/someone and smelling a scent tat leaves u wondering? With it not only comes a strike of familiarity, but a flood of memory. Somehow u can connect it wit a scene in your life tat jus seem to hang at the tip of ur memory, yet no matter how hard u try, it doesnt seem to tumble out. Something familiar bout tat scent…use to love it…but jus cant put my finger on it. But sometimes we remember clearly how closely this scent related to our lives…the one u sang the song to…the one u cried for…Bitter? Sweet? Ever had tat feeling?
Maybe u hav, maybe u dun hav a clue wat i wrote. Dedicated to those who are as forgetful as i am….