Sunday, February 22, 2009

once in an afternoon

Once, in an afternoon...
I set out along the line of the grass, trailing the smell you left behind. It seems ages ago, when you tell me you will always be there for me. And I will always be in your heart.

If you were here, would you still remember this place, this grass, this me or this we -lurking among the grasses, catching butterflies or dragonflies, strolling along the fences or just lying basking in the sun.

If you were standing in front of me now, would you still recognize me, as the one you once loved and cared about. Would you even come forward and say a simple 'Hello. How are you?" Or would you just turn around and walk away, pretending you never knew me.

Trailing along the fences, it was once you and me in an afternoon. Now, trailing behind you is not ME anymore.



The above is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any cats, living or dead, events or locations is entirely coincidental - Lucyriver-

Saturday, February 21, 2009

somewhere over the rainbow

It' s been quite a while the last time a rainbow paid a visit to the kingdom of the flower fruit mountain. Lucyriver am doing some work when lifting up the head, looking out the windows, there it is, the massive and vivid seven-coloured arc emerges in front of the eyes. Quite a surprise as it is just a scanty drizzle a moment ago.

The colourful arc circles the the paddy field, painting an extremely magnificent picture to the blue, cloudy canvas. How great the hands of the nature are!

Upon close inspection, there is a faint secondary rainbow on the outer primary arc.

By the way, are you able to name all the seven colours of the rainbow according to its sequence. If not, a mnemonic can be a great help. Just like the Richard Of York Gave Battle In Vain. Or do you have other interesting and amusing mnemonics to be shared?

Looking at the rainbow, it reminds Lucyriver of a saying of friendship.

It takes both the rain and sun to make a rainbow.
It takes both you and me to make a friendship.

Or this part of a poem that Lucyriver have always fond of.

What is hope?
A smiling rainbow.
Children follow through the wet;
'Tis not here
Still yonder, yonder
Never anyone found it yet.

-Thomas Carlyle-
(1795 – 1881)



Lucyriver wonder, should we find come to the end of a rainbow, would we find that pot of gold guarded by a leprechaun. Well, if only it has an end since it has no beginning.

Monday, February 9, 2009

Yuan Xiao Jie 元宵节

What a bright moon tonight!!



The luminous hanging rock is brighter than ever (52 years of charging its light) as it marks the end of the celebration of Chinese New Year, the 15th day of the first month of the lunar calendar. Yuan Xiao Jie or fondly known as Chap Goh Mei (the fifteen night in Hokkien) here is usually celebrated with another smaller scale of reunion dinner.

Yuan Xiao Jie is also known as the Chinese Valentine's Day. Young ladies will throw mandarin oranges into the river, hoping to be picked up by someone of their hearts' desire. Of course, they must scribble their contact numbers on the oranges, otherwise what's the use of throwing the oranges. Unless it is just for FUN.

We used to debate whether instead of orange we could perhaps exchange it for banana, watermelon or coconut.

Wonder if Sungai Sarawak is full of oranges tonight?

Anyway, Happy Yuan Xiao Jie 元宵节.
Happy Chap Goh Mei
and Happy Chinese Valentine's Day.