Thursday, January 31, 2008

Au revoir



Bidding farewell is always such a difficult thing. Yet another friend is moving to the other end of the world. Dinner at the best restaurant in town was not as half as good as the two hours spent laughing about the unbelievably crazy things we did as house mates.

We spoke about the three years in college – the weird fashion sense days, the petrified of seniors days and the waiting to get out of college days. We spoke about the last few years as house mates- the first jobs, the heart breaks, the cooking disasters and the wishing we were back in college days. The days and months that made us realize living with friends was not as simple as it looked on popular sitcoms. It was even better and worse.

Two hours is never enough to look back at the best years of your life.
Au revoir.

Tuesday, January 1, 2008

Broken



A broken relationship
Like my mom’s crystal bowl I smashed as a child. My mom says her dinner set is not the same anymore.

Broken trust.
Like the hand painted terracotta piggy bank my grandfather brought me from Burma. If it had to be used, it had to be broken.

Broken hope
Like my torn paper boat that never made it to the end of the drain

A broken dream
Like today.