The Search for Reason
 

 
The music of awakened Solitude, is like the dance of falling leaves; the sound of silence carried by the tinkling of bells a thousand miles away.
 
 
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Friday, August 30, 2002
 
Something happened on my way back from my friend's place. I was trying to reduce an half hour walk to twenty minutes at 2+ am, rushing home to unload my exploding bladder. As I turned from the Serangoon stadium towards my place, I heard rustling sounds coming from a block of flats about 50m away. There was an old man at the void deck and upon getting my attention, he waved. I was left looking around for the person he was waving at and there was no one else in the vicinity. At least, none visible to me then.

If not for Nature's Screams, I would have walked over and talked to him.

It is always interesting what an encounter between two strangers can produce..... and I mean, interesting exchanges, not offsprings.




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