August 20, 2012

whiling the hours away at home on a public holiday as muslims around the world celebrate. i had lunch with the parents and grandmother, setting out some fifteen minutes after i woke up; sitting down to kway chap and hmm, the dessert that has bits of tau kee, barley and ginko nuts.

perfect means complete, i learnt yesterday. and complete means a purpose meeting its end. one day i will be complete. for now, i read the lord of the rings, and wait for a certain someone to call. although i must say every time it comes to merry and pippin, a marked irish brogue reads the lines in my head. i wonder if i’ll ever be able to code-switch into the accent. i would like that.

What can you see
On the horizon?
Why do the white gulls call?


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