My Faraway Land

I miss my faraway land.

The land where I found my passion.

The land where I found my love.

Oh, faraway land!

I know you are far from me.

But, you are close to my heart.

I surely come back.

Soon I will see you.

I would love to come back when things are settled here.

My faraway land.

My home.

Wait for me.

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Are you my shoes?

Are you my shoes?

I am looking for a pair of comfortable shoes. The one that will comfort my feet and support me wherever I go and in everything that I do.

I am looking for a pair of shoes that will not run from me because it is afraid that it will walk on smooth and rough roads.

I am looking for a pair of shoes that will make me look presentable. I don’t need to look fancy like those socialites. So long as I look clean and neat, it’s good enough for me.

I am looking for a pair of shoes that will last long. It won’t break easily. It would accompany me years whether I am in high or low mood.

Where can I find all of these types of shoes? Maybe the right shoes will come upfront. I don’t need to search for one.

** p.s. this poem is also appeared on Instagram: 1001diarycollections

February 2

February 2 has left a bittersweet memory on me. It was the day I met Taxi Driver for the first time. No matter how hard I have tried to forget that day, the memory still come back to me every year starting in late December until February. I gradually learn and accept that this date, (maybe), is as important as my birthday partly because I cannot forget it.

Have you ever heard a phrase “We don’t meet people by accident. They are meant to cross our paths for a reason”? My encounter with Taxi Driver 5 years ago definitely has a positive reason down the road. I create this blog (1001 diarycollections) and IG account because of him. Thus, one day, when I could meet him in person, I will thank him because our encounter have inspired me to write stories. I don’t know his whereabouts, but I always wish him well wherever he goes.

**Picture source: personal file. Location: New York.

You are Still My Home

This the final chapter of the love story between Gray Cloud and Sonny Sunshine. The three other previous stories could be assessed in this blog with the title “2gether is Better Than One,” “You are My Home,” and “On My Way to London.

London has been good to Gray. She loves the city and her new job. Gray admitted that it was not easy for her to interview parents about their journeys raising children with medical illnesses. She often had to hide her tears as she was listening to their stories. The editorial team at work has been helpful to her, and this has made Gray felt relieved. She kept herself busy and often forgot to call Sonny. She used to think about Sonny day and night, but now, she likes her solitude life here in London.

“Hey, Gray ! Your friend is here. He has been waiting for you all day long,” said Cassie, Gray’s housemate.

“What?? Who? I don’t expect any guests…”

“Well, he’s sitting on the couch and reading a book. Go see him.”

Gray enters the room and sees Sonny sitting in the living room. She is speechless.

“Hey, Gray! Long time no see you! No food in London?? You are super skinny!!” said Sonny as he walking toward Gray. He then hugged her tight and kissed her forehead. His heart feel warm and happy.

“What?!? You don’t say anything to me? Like how handsome I am now??” said Sonny. “Ha ha ha ha.”

“Why are you here?” asked Gray.

“Of course, I am here to visit you. I am jealous that you could fly to England meanwhile I am stuck at work.”

“But, you love your job.”

“Hahahaha, well, I love you more than my job.” replied Sonny.

Gray rolled her eyes as she heard this.

They both went out for dinner after that. Gray couldn’t believe that Sonny flew all the way from Singapore to London to see her. Sonny hasn’t changed that much. He is still a man with countless jokes, though he is completely a different person when he is on the job. She could tell how happy Sonny is from the look on his face and eyes.

Sonny, indeed, is a very happy guy at this moment. He just cannot hide his excitement from Gray. He doesn’t want to let go Gray’s hand from his hand. Occasionally, he pulls Gray closer and kisses her cheek. This sounds childish, but he is a happy guy. As he holds her hand, he is thinking, he doesn’t want to return to Singapore alone. He wants Gray to come back to Singapore with him. He just have to find the right time to convince Gray.

Sonny doesn’t have to wait because Gray actually senses that Sonny is hiding something from her, and she wants to know the truth now.

“Tell me again why you are here?”

“Hahahaha. I told you the reason.”

“No, it has to be something else.. do you get into a trouble back home??”

“Nooo!!! Hahaha” Sonny continues to laugh and shakes his head.

“You want the truth?” said Sonny

“Yes, please.”

“I am here to convince you to come home with me. I mean, I want us to live and build a family together.”

“You know I am sick right?” asked Gray

“Yes, I know, I am the one who has always been there for you. I still want to live with you.”

“What if I am too sick and cannot have kids?”

“Gray, I don’t care. We could buy a dog.”

“Now, what if I die?”

“Come on, Gray! You will not die. If you die, I still want to live with you before you die.”

“I don’t want to leave London.”

“I figure you will say this. I will still wait for you. I have to go back to S’pore this Friday, but I will visit you again soon. The point is I want you and I live together. Remember what I said in the past? Two is better than one. So, you can’t live here alone because I won’t let you live alone.”

Sonny hugs Gray and whispers, “Now, will you dance with me? Because I am tired arguing with you.”

They dance without a background music in the bedroom.

Sonny suddenly pulls out a Tiffany’s box and asks Gray to open it.

Inside the box, Gray sees a ring covered with diamonds.

“Because you are way too precious for me, so this ring represents how I feel about you and our journey. You could keep it, and please wear the ring on your way back home.”

“You are still and always be my home, Gray. Come home with me, because I am your home. You have to admit it.”

Soulmate

The journey of looking for a soulmate is like waiting for a bus that is running late. You see your fellows were getting picked up by their buses one by one. They are waving good bye at you and wishing you luck before they stepped on the bus. You made a sigh every time your fellow said it, but you figured you could handle it. You kept saying, it’s not the end of the world anyway. 

Hours have passed, and you have been waiting for too long and was getting tired making multiple phone calls tried to reach the bus operators that were always busy. The schedule said the bus should have been arrived, but it did not. You checked your phone’s battery power and saw that you have 10% left. 

You decided to walk and hope to see your bus somewhere (hopefully), than standing at the bus stop for nothing. As you walked home, you met various people from different backgrounds. You met a fellow who then lent his power cord to you and chatted for a few hours while you waited for the battery to have at least 80% power. You were parted with this fellow and continued on your journey. A faithful heart is a must in order to survive on this journey. A clear mind with positive thinking will help you to come up with plans (what if there is no bus), but it is God’s grace and guidance that will make the way. 

Humble Christmas Tree

I have been wanting to have a Christmas tree ever since I was a kid. It did not happen for various reasons, but I kept wishing and hoping that I would get my own Christmas tree. Every year, during holiday season, I said to myself “One day, I will have my own tree.” I keep repeating this sentence every year, until today. Yes, today, after years of longing, I got my own humble Christmas tree. I called it humble Christmas tree because it is a gift from my own Mama. 
Finally, after years of waiting and debating whether it was necessary to buy a tree or not, I have this humble Christmas tree. 

Hello Christmas tree! 

I love you!