These tiny feet

What a relief it was
Especially to those who are under constant anxiety
Now the tension in the room has been broken

A cry of innocence, so heavenly and majestic
Was it from the first time you saw the blinding light in the OT?
Or the fact you have been torn from the cozy refuge which has been your home for close to 9 months

Your skin so soft and frail
Softer than any texture that I've set my hands on
Was afraid I might tear your tissues or uncompleted muscle formation using my coarse hands
Your bones are still in dire need of calcium
And in that moment, I can't imagine
How some of us can choose to abort such frailty in that moment of weakness
Using tools which can only be categorised as inhumane!

I continue to wonder how it is like to be a newborn
New and fresh to a world
Uncertain.. whether the journey will be a wonderful and worthwhile one

Vote: casted!

It is the 12th General Election today!
How exciting, my very first time!
Managed to grab a pen after receiving an sms to do so
Can't imagine why they should want us to vote with pencils
Another conspiracy like the indelible ink? Come one...

Left the house at 10am
Weather was dreadfully hot and sunny
What a relief it is to own a pair of shades
The heat and brightness made me feel rather spirited, and echoed a ray of hope

Ice-cream man would have made loads of ringgit in this heat
But remembered those who flood the voting centers are not children, who fancies ice-cream too much
Plus, he probably needed to vote!

Arrived at the school
The premise was rather quiet, it was strange
Made my way to 'stream 5' which was a classroom consisting of roughly 8 agents
A policeman was guarding at the exit door
Everyone looked sullen and dreamy
Did someone died? hahaa...
I felt a little dreamy myself, and rather blur from the sullen-ness
The guy sitting at the corner entrance checked my IC
He called my name
Out loud for everyone to hear
Felt like a criminal with a serial number attached

After crossing my choices, I placed them into the 2 boxes respectively
And strolled out into the open air
Vote casted!

As much as I felt a milestone has been achieved in my life
I can't help but feel... was that experience really exciting?
I've always envisioned voting day to be noisier than this
People strewn along the corridors and feeding each other with the latest political development

Well, maybe it was just the center I was allocated

May the results reflect the level of maturity of this nation
Fingers crossed!

The daydreamer

It was slightly drafty after a little rain

i took my little set of tools for a little dig

an urban archaelogist, me, in no way

as i gently claw into the damp soil

i sprinkled some seeds onto the little void i've made

earlier have gotten them off a flee-market, showcased on the owner's wheelbarrow-such pretty poignant coloured-petals

i'm such a fool for colours!

high hopes i have on those seeds...

my mind wandered abit to yesteryear

he was someone i hardly knew

he was brilliant and charming

and we have the best conversations about nothing-ness

like Meg Ryan would say, all this 'nothings have meant so much to me than so many somethings'

isn't it weird

i can only dream of the day when i can express how he has stayed in my mind all these years

how i wished it hasn't been more than 10 years

i guess first love dies hard

but how i wish it would!
how i wished i could move on..

a neighbour was strolling along with her child in a mini tricycle

i looked up, severed from my train of thoughts

maybe it was the gentle cluttering from the contact between its wheels and the gravel path

the little girl gave me a generous smile

it instantly brought a glow in me

i beamed

i covered the depression where the seeds now reside

the high hopes i have previously i remembered instantly

decided to go for a walk

grabbed a basket to pick strawberries

hopefully Mr Grey is home

a beautiful spring day it was

as i continued to dream my little dream.