And so the Big Day has arrived. No, not my wedding day, but the day my family were to shift out of our Tampines home, for good. Inevitably, I feel a little sad and nostalgic, as staying in Tampines was all that I've ever known, though I was born while we were still based at West Coast. I spent about 8-9 years at my Avenue 5 flat, and the house I was leaving now, I had been living in since I was 10, a good 14-year-period. All the hard work we've done in preparing to move out culminated in the actions done today. We had been slowly transferring essential furniture like the beds bit-by-bit to my sister's house, while the rest of the major household stuffs meant for our under-construction Nusa Idaman house are to be transferred to our rented condo in Johor, which serves partly as a storage area and partly as an alternate home. After shifting our possessions out, my parents handed over the house keys to the new owners to signal a new chapter in our collective lives.
Welcome to my former HomeThe living room which once greeted our visitors Alternate view of living room from the balcony
Balcony, with door access to the kitchen
Mom's former cooking area
Kitchen
The kitchen toilet
Dining room, adjacent to the kitchen
Computer/study/guest room adjacent to the dining room
Alternative angle to the dining room
The stairs to the 2nd floor - The scene of many a photograph
View of living room from the stairs... Let's go up!
Parents' Master Bedroom on the 2nd floor
Alternative view of Master Bedroom
Master Bedroom toilet
The Common toilet shared by us siblingsThere used to be a jacuzzi tub here
Sister's room, adjacent to the Common toilet
Finally... MY glorious room!
Shared by us 3 brothers for countless years
Facing our cupboard and wardrobe: Left is Beg Fan's, middle with the mirrors are mine, right is Beg Mal's
With my cupboard doors open
A collection of soft drinks bought from Middle-eastern countries a few years back
Hello me...meet the real me. And my misfit's way of life. A dark black past is my Most valued possession. Hindsight is always 20-20, But looking back its still a bit fuzzy. Speak of mutually assured destruction? Nice story...tell it to Readers' Digest!!!
Feeling paranoid True enemy or false friend? Anxiety's attacking me, and My air is getting thin. I'm in trouble for the things I haven't got to yet. I'm chomping at the bit, and my Palms are getting wet, sweating bullets.
Hello me...it's me again. You can subdue, but never tame me. It gives me a migraine headache Thinking down to your level. Yea, just keep on thinking its my fault And stay an inch or two outta kicking distance. Mankind has got to know His limitations.
Feeling claustrophobic, Like the walls are closing in. Blood stains on my hands and I don't know where I've been. I'm in trouble for the things I haven't got to yet. I'm sharpening the axe and my Palms are getting wet, sweating bullets.
Well, me...its nice talking to myself, A credit to dementia. Some day you too will know my pain, And smile its blacktooth grin. If the war inside my head Won't take a day off I'll be dead. My icy fingers claw your back, Here I come again.
Feeling paranoid True enemy or false friend? Anxiety's attacking me And my air is getting thin Feeling claustrophobic, Like the walls are closing in. Blood stains on my hands and I don't know where I've been Once you committed me Now you've acquitted me Claiming validity For your stupidity I'm chomping at the bit I'm sharpening the axe Here I come again, whoa! Sweating bullets...
Assalamualaikum ye who comes across this page. It's not supposed to be made known to anyone, but if u manage to come across this, Syabas! Congratulations! Felicitaciones! You have stumbled upon my innermost thoughts. My sanctuary where I let out my feelings and musings. I trust that whatever you read here, you will treat it as private and confidential. Now, proceed.
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