somehow as i stood there by the poolside watching the red and seemingly white stars glaze through the sky, i could feel my spirits being lifted: you know like a little boy whose face lights up at the sight of a new set of cars (i personally loved the construction heavy machines; has always been fascinated by them), yeah that was what i felt. i guess it must have shown on my face as i felt my facial muscles tightening up into a small lil' smile. something which i probably haven't felt or done so naturally for such a long time (i think). somehow or rather, there was this unspeakable joy within me as if i have been liberated whenever a star shot out through the night sky. it was just as if my troubles were like the stars, all shot out from the saturated centre- ahhh... the liberation.
freedom.
and as i continued to look with amazement at the beautiful embellishments of the starless sky, i was fixed. rooted, if that brought on any additional meaning, to this place i called home for the past eighteen years and counting. the want of going overseas seemed ironically relevant somehow in my untangled mind but the corresponding plans on how to celebrate MY homeland's birthday there in that foreign land somehow seemed unthinkable. oh, the vastness between sides. if only i could have my cake and eat it somehow.
bound.
` but till then, happy national day
my beloved nation<
