Dear Dreams – Page 127

Run Parrot Run!

No name is given yet and we do not even know his gender.

I’m quite amazed by this tiny two-month old bird for we could simply leave the door of the cage open for him to take a walk outside the cage any time. Part of his feathers is trimmed by the shopkeeper and thus he could not really fly.

The pro about this breed of parrot is that they will not grow much larger in size anymore. However, he may not be able to speak like those large parrots we usually see on television.

He ignores us totally when he gets sleepy. He becomes hyperactive after resting for a few minutes but gets tired pretty soon as well. Being shy and timid, he would start biting anyone who tries to go near him, but however, would soon get used to it and start standing on our fingers.

I was quite entertained when he successfully climbed sideway up a power extension cord which was lay vertically from the table top to the floor.

He reminds us of the bird who followed my elder brother home months ago. That bird was more interesting since he was not trained and yet would fly to our shoulders. He enjoyed us feeding him bread on our fingers and he sang uniquely. Sometimes, my elder brother would take him down for to stroll and he would stay within a few metres near my brother at times. The problem was that he shitted like nobody’s business anywhere around my house.

The problem with having pets at home is that we will eventually get very sad one day when they leave us.

Nothing More

I hate being in a place where none of the languages I know are useable.

When I try to render helps to the sick children, they turn me down.

They are falling right in front of me.

Am I a sinner?

Second Trip to Weitat's School

It was my second time accompanying Weitat to his school straight after work.

For all the extra time and distance walking, our friendship definitely proved worthwhile. Since we probably would never have the chance after September, I tried hard to cherish every moment possible.

The bus ride was an unpleasant one. Since we boarded it, the smoke had been trying to choke my lungs. It was the third time I experienced such inconsiderate unlawful act inside an air-conditioned bus. The previous time it happened right in front of me that the smoker was lighting the cigarette in my amazement; he was actually retarded and talking to himself. This made me wonder the number of idiots taking public transport in Singapore. Some “ah beng” at the back of the double-decker bus aroused my suspicious.

We alighted at Kampong Bahru Road again but this time we went to the prata shop to taste the food. The roti prata which I had not tried for donkey years failed to satisfy Weitat. I was too busy trying to gobble up the food that I was unable to judge it.

At the reception corner, previously technical block

Cafe, previously staffs’ room

Pathway outside his building, previously in between canteen and technical block

Just after the gate

Facing the main gate

I accompanied him into my ex school campus before taking the old days’ walk back home.

Not even Far, Way Off

You never know your smiles have the greatest magnetism power that you are swaying hearts a hundred miles away.

As we fill the fate of drifting into different directions, would you ever turn back to recall the images of the guy who have been watching over you from far?

Prince I’m not worthy to be, it takes too much to even be your knight in shining armour that I’m still way off at the shine of your elegance.

They Left and Soon My Turn

At the start of the day, Weitat asked me in a serious tone whether I was going to have lunch together with him. Before I could get to comfort, he told me the “rest of them” were already gone.

I was buried with emptiness suddenly.

Finally, we were left with three people – Jingkun, Weitat and me. I had foreseen the coming of this day but never expected it to come so soon.

Our usual gang for lunch was missing Mingli and Yicheng, marking the place as quiet as a cemetery. Yumei was gone as well. The days during the previous vacation period would be remembered and treasured, and be added to my happy part of memories for easing of sadness in future.

I did not join Weitat since my lunch break was extremely short. Like the previous week, partly due to the sickness, I grabbed two sandwiches and swallowed them at the corridor alone. I happened to bang into him at canteen. This time round, I had a cup of iced tea as well, which was more comforting.

Rules were there to maintain the order and even though I had been closing both eyes for others’ convenience, I had to set good example for them. It was not fun to be eating while in standing position.

Alas, Mingli was back to join us at the end of the day as she needed to return some stuffs. It was probably the last time we would leave the gate together.

This day came too fast that I knew it would not be long before October arrive and I leave Jingkun to struggle alone.

Recovering

It is good to be able to speak normally again without anything holding back my breath hard.

The coughs continue to bug me.

It is difficult to project voice out clearly when you try to make sure the other end of the Earth can hear you.

If only we have remote control to mute human…

When we make any mistake, get over it and make sure we do it better the next time; if we fail again, do it all over again.

As long as I have the strength, I will continue to move on.

Thirty Bucks

I was waken up by my phone at around nine o’clock in the morning. The nurse from “Tanjong Pagar Medical Hall” called me to inform me that the Chinese physician was there already.

My brain was numbed in the morning’s laziness, dwelling on the bed. The next thing in mind was that I had to get better soon to embark on the last two months of terror.

I was second in the queue. Just as I was telling the physician that I had been chewing on VapoDrops, he was shocked. In fact, I had missed out the instruction on the label like most people would do, that I was supposed to take only one to two of them as needed. The physician told me that overdosing would cause giddiness and also breathing difficulties, which I had and was encountering.

The physician told me that I had overworked and the memory of the long working hours for the past few weeks flashed through my mind. I sighed for the regrets. I was issued three types of medicine and that I had to take a total nine pills each time for twice a day.

The most shocking thing was when I was collecting the prescription, I realised the price was thirty bucks; it was more than four times the price I paid years ago. And it was more expensive than visiting a normal clinic. Nevertheless, I still prefer Chinese physicians.

Medicine:
– 益气丸 x 4
– 养阴片 x 4
– 清鼻片 x 1

Chance to Visit the Doctor

I never like western medication for the cough syrup is too sweet and most of them, including the tablets, cause drowsiness. Panadols are somehow harmful to the body. Anyway, Chinese medicine somehow works better for me.

It was Friday and my best chance to visit the Chinese Physician. After fighting for more than a week and eventually losing the battle, to realise that eventually I had no time to seek for help, the arrival of Friday was so much of a relief.

Why do you bother so much when some people are even taking the days off simply for their own enjoyments?

I did have chances to leave workplace early since Tuesday to visit the doctor but my persistence to keep up with work halted my plans. Some people asked me why I did not want to take a day off instead and the reply was the same – I did not want to burden others by taking over my job and also, I need to get things done.

It was exhausting to reach home under the moody sky every evening. The hardship was never worthwhile when some morons thought everyone’s life was as free as them after so much work was done for them.

Was it so difficult to judge a sick person or was it because he fought too hard to put on a good upfront so that others would not be worried? Most people were too insensitive perhaps.

At the final moment when I could almost reach the safe zone, the physician was out. The five days of waiting to end the torment did not cause as much disappointments as the unappreciated effort.

Give Up on the Hopeless

Confucius mentioned that if a person is not keen on listening, more preaching would only turn the good intention into self disgrace.

It definitely makes a big difference if the lecturer is respected by the person.

In case of the person not respecting the good will, why bother to continue?

We have to learn to let go of things to face the reality that not everyone will come to sense and to accept the fact that nothing is perfect.

社会的未来冻梁

It was such a good experience to witness liars who stood bravely, strongly, and self proclaiming their honesty at the loose of their tails.

If nothing were to be done, black paint would soon be out of stock in the society.

If you want to rot your life away, in the hope of running away from the reality, you are no different from an ostrich. If something has to be done, do it.