Back In The Days

If there was an era I wish I could go back in time to, it would be the 1970-80's, back when my mum and her 5 siblings were in their teens/ young adult years.

PS: I used to live nearby here :)

The stories of their youth lit a candle in my young heart; of how they hold parties every Saturday night, strumming the guitar in the back alley of my childhood home, picnics by the rivers whenever possible.

In the rustic town of Ipoh, it used to be alight with youths and happening people in general. I've seen pictures of the same streets then and now, and I have no words to describe the vast difference - it's almost like one's in a totally different part of the world. Where the streets are now dodgy and dark, it used to be lively and full of life. Food stalls everywhere, busy bustling roads of people and trishaw, chitter chatter of young and old folks alike filled the town with live.

Back in those days, no one would've been able to comprehend the existence such as an iPhone, a PSP or a computer. Owning a simple radio is already considered a sign of wealth, even more so if one has a refrigerator. Yet they live a happy sociable life, unlike us whose souls are bound by the dark forces of technology.

The spend their days in school, hanging out with a bunch of friends after, caroling down the streets, whistling at passing handsome boys or pretty girls, singing to beautiful music with a guitar in one hand and a friend in the other, skipping rocks by the banks and dancing the night away.

We may have a lot of networks and virtual friend on Facebook and Myspace, but really, how many among our hundreds of friends are truly for real? 

Smile

I love that feeling bubbling in me when I make someone smile! Especially when they come up to you and say"Thank you for brightening up my day"!

C:

So there was this one day in Uni, I was feeling super cheeky. I spotted a classmate of mine who was deep in her own thoughts. I placed my index finger near her cheek and called her name. She turned around, and her cheek was poked by my finger.

She was shocked at first, while I was grinning at her. Slowly, her look of surprise turned into a smile, then we were both giggling till tears came out.

It was, as I said, just a moment of cheekiness on my part.

Two weeks later, she came up to me in Uni, and told me that she was actually depressed over something for quite some time. But that small mischief on my part gave her a reason to smile again. And then she hugged me.

I wanted to tell her that I was the one who should be feeling grateful, because I never knew I could play such a role for someone. But I was near tears myself, so I just held her close.

So. Yea. Story of my life.

Today, give a stranger one of your smiles. It might be the only sunshine he sees all day. ~Quoted in P.S. I Love You, compiled by H. Jackson Brown, Jr.