3Jan09
- An absolutely good and ever-thoughtful friend, Linda, packed me some Vicks and Nestle lozenges - and they have brought such relief to my ticklish throat: Bless her!
- So by ABBA's grace - as I was out for the first time after 5days of rest - I spied a car licence in her initials! G stands for GOD. And you know, people denote kisses by drawing Xs ... so Linda, GX means that ABBA gives you a fatherly, loving kiss always!
- Every stationary thing outside wears a translucent, ethereal silver frost!
- Then as I cycled to Centrum - a somewhat nostalgic scene caught my eyes: patches of public sidewalks were littered with red pieces of paper that was once barrel-fireworks' wrappers, but now blasted into smittereens.
- Somewhat similar to what I saw during my primary and early secondary school days back in Singapore!
- (Firecrackers were banned in Singapore in 1970)
- Although they were set off throughout the 15 days of Chinese New Year - long chains of them were hoisted up in mid-air to be let off especially on the last day, also called Chap Ngoh Meh.
- The thunderous cacophony of gunpowder, an orchestrated conspiracy, boastfulness and competition between nearly every Chinese household in the neighbourhood, is heartstopping.
- One could nearly not be able to see the road tarmac the morning after, as entire sections were carpeted with gaudy scarlet shreds of once proud, loud firecrackers ...
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