Love Declarations (Prologue - walking down memory lane)
"Hey that gossip about this guy who declare his love for the gal he likes. You heard about it?"
"No. What is it about?"
"Take alook at this link."
I click on the link in MSN and immediately Windows Media Screen pop up.
32% Buffering
67%Buffering
100% Buffering
Done.
"there is this guy who likes this gal very very much........... and he is shy.... and... "
As the guy stood up, flowers in hand, the words of the lecturer faded out of my senses.......
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As the crowd raise to its feet, joyous appaulse fills the air.
Cat whistles approving of his bravely as he ascends the steps of the stage with a bouquet of flowers.
The crowd roared.
The row in front of me stood up, cringing their necks for a better view whom the intended recipient of the flowers was.
He stopped in front of her.
The crowd grew silent for a moment before breaking into another loud round of applause.
The flowers was still in his hands as they shared an embrace.
The rhythmic clapping of hands grew uneven and eventually broke into a crescendo of whistles, claps and cat calls.
Amidst it all, I could hear nothing except the shattering of glass into shards, into a million pieces as she took the flowers from his hand with a grin.
The crowd cheered him on, edging him to take it further.
They lock hands and bowed to the audience.
I stood up and became part of the rowdy crowd momentarily, and left the sound of the loud cheers and bright stage lurking in my shadows.........
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My mind jolted back to the screen in front of me.
The clip was finished.
I use the mouse and shifted the scroll bar back to to the point,
back to where he walked with the flowers in hand.........
wondering if someone among the lecture group walked down memory lane as well.
"No. What is it about?"
"Take alook at this link."
I click on the link in MSN and immediately Windows Media Screen pop up.
32% Buffering
67%Buffering
100% Buffering
Done.
"there is this guy who likes this gal very very much........... and he is shy.... and... "
As the guy stood up, flowers in hand, the words of the lecturer faded out of my senses.......
**************************************************
As the crowd raise to its feet, joyous appaulse fills the air.
Cat whistles approving of his bravely as he ascends the steps of the stage with a bouquet of flowers.
The crowd roared.
The row in front of me stood up, cringing their necks for a better view whom the intended recipient of the flowers was.
He stopped in front of her.
The crowd grew silent for a moment before breaking into another loud round of applause.
The flowers was still in his hands as they shared an embrace.
The rhythmic clapping of hands grew uneven and eventually broke into a crescendo of whistles, claps and cat calls.
Amidst it all, I could hear nothing except the shattering of glass into shards, into a million pieces as she took the flowers from his hand with a grin.
The crowd cheered him on, edging him to take it further.
They lock hands and bowed to the audience.
I stood up and became part of the rowdy crowd momentarily, and left the sound of the loud cheers and bright stage lurking in my shadows.........
**************************************************
My mind jolted back to the screen in front of me.
The clip was finished.
I use the mouse and shifted the scroll bar back to to the point,
back to where he walked with the flowers in hand.........
wondering if someone among the lecture group walked down memory lane as well.
posted by Zen at 4:16 pm
3 Comments:
Eh. Don't say twice. I read 10 times still don't understand leh.
Hi Mr hunky lover, (intentionally mistake)
This took place at the end of a performance, right before the curtain closing. Where memebers of the audience go up to congratulate the performers.
Meant the writing style to be a little vague.. a little different from usual.
Very moving...
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