Monday, February 05, 2007
One last look at my home.
Yes...I'll be homesick
But this home will be no longer.
For when I return, Its not this home I am returning to,
For its rented...
Never was ours...
Ever loved what did not belong to you?
The home overseas...
Belongs someone else
Yes, we're related...
But still, I am the outsider....
I won't belong there.
Its only temporary.
I'm the odd one out.
Somehow, someway or other
I must love it...
When I return...
Things will change drastically...
Really...reallly...
New home will be just a mere shelter
Devoid of attachments...
No room of my own
Why would I need one
When I will leave all to soon again?
For NS this time...
Then its a whole new place...
A "home" shared with many others
Lack of privacy
A necessary evil?
Then I return to the same old country
The same environment
Yet, a all new home again...
Move on move on
Wonder how fast I can adapt?
Changes here and Changes there
I doubt I'd ever settle down after taking this plunge.
People wise...
People come, people go.
You meet people, you leave people.
You remember, you forget.
You loved, now you hate.
Or vice versa...
Emotional attachment will only hurt...
If Im gonna move around that much...
Im planning to work overseas after uni...
Contacts will soon be lost with people here and everywhere
New contacts will make up for that...
And the cycle repeats
Time and distance are the worst enemies when it comes to interpersonal relationships, whatever. When seperated, individuals move on in their lives on different routes...and soon forget...
I have observed adults, working individuals in my family.
The trend was...You meet more and more people as you moved on in life. The new contacts will somehow replace the ones of the past. Who the hell will dwell in the past? And remember people from the past? Unless bonds were really strong, You get a bunch of good friends from your secondary school years who will last you your lifetime...
