yes this is indeed a recession to the dark black of yesterday. but I guess more reflective of current mood this instant, than of my general wellbeing =p cryptic, but I like it that way heh.

 

-          a quiet new year –

 

had a starkly contrasting turn of the year, sharply distinct from the merrymaking of the previous few years. not the first time that I’ve spend away from my close circle of friends, but certainly the first time I spent it in the solitude of my own room, with only the laptop for company, while soft jazz hummed gently in the background, all a blur. no new year messages sent out, save one, bothering only to reply politely the greetings received, which weren’t forthcoming anyway – blame message lag. so while the rest of the world partied the night away, I spent the early part of the evening giving tuition, and the rest of the evening moping around getting my plans junked. perhaps it would have been better if I’d slept through the entire thing; at least I’d have woken up refreshed the next day.

 

early new year’s day morning for once; I’ve spent the past few new year mornings just about getting to sleep having just about gotten home. this time round I find myself making my way to one of the most obscure corners of the island. the lush green fields next to the station, dew hanging heavily, told me that it would be a nice refreshing walk out of the station. how farther from the truth could it have been! the air hung still, the heat was stifling despite there being no brilliant sun. the drizzling rain only served to thicken the air with an asphyxiating wetness. thank goodness the shuttle bus trip was short; thank goodness I had my trusty mobile beeping constantly with messages to keep me company.

 

we reach, and I find myself a nice lonely spot to think – and write. facing the marina, the light breeze takes some time to be felt – after I’ve cooled down enough. no more stifling heat, I’m far away from the industrial heat of the city and residential areas, as far as ‘far’ can be used in our country’s context. no more hanging humidity, the steady patter of rain mixed with the slosh of the waves and the deep whirring of engines. ship engines. this is the beginning of my new year, a quiet and peaceful beginning.

 

happy new year, dejectium.

 

dejectium out

0925hrs gmt +8

01 january 2006

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