On the second day of 2007, I had dinner at Muthu's curry with Yasa and Terence. And I am also aware that he will be gone in a few days, back to Wollongong in Australia that is. 7 more days, Yasa will fly off in the morning and then at night Simian will fly off to Cornell, Uttaca, New York to do his masters and Singapore will be a much lonelier place for me. :(
if the sky falls on my head while i am chasing butterflies, so be it
every moment, every turning point, every romantic encounter in life, has been marked with a distinct song. our frailties, dreamy encounters and setbacks are always reflected with a soundtrack- a tune which brings us back, a button that allows us to freeze time and playback all those precious moments, good or bad.
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