As close as strangers

Saturday was the 2nd time I saw T since we broke up.

We have a mutual group of common friends so it's inevitable that I will meet T again.

Awkwardness, strangeness. That feeling that we were once so close but now so unfamiliar. I don't believe that lovers could remain as friends.

On the way back, we were alone in the train as the others do not stay in the east. It didn't turn out as weird as I expected though. Found some topics to talk, as though what acquaintances would say to each other.

At least I feel more comfortable. But, no, i still can't think exlovers can be friends.

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Little India

Today, I had the sudden inspiration to have a walk around little India. Haha.

It was just a brief walk, about 15 minutes. It was somehow intimidating initially as I walked into one of the smaller lanes. Yet, as I walked along, I felt like smiling. There's this part in me that lights up as I see the bangla in their own groups, talking n smiling n paying no attetion to me a Chinese guy amongst them.

I guess some or most of them could just be around my age or perhaps even younger. They travelled all the way here, some at the hands of unscrupulous agents, to reach here. All they want is just a job for themselves n monies for their families back at home.

I m also one of those sgreans who can complain bout them at times, esp on buses etc. But gonna look at them with a softer light.

Happy national day :)

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