Friday, November 23, 2007
The way home spent in introspection.
It all started with a look from this boy's face. A flicker of recognition;a tiny hint of a smile. My face remained neutral, until I realised he was an ex-greenridgean. A familiar stranger. I'm quite sure we must have never been acquainted, because I'm quite good at recognising familiar faces. His was just a face you'd know you've seen somewhere before, but won't bother taking a 2nd look at in a crowd. So why spend so much time writing about this?
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Because I was touched by this mere human connection. A stranger looking at you and smiling. When you strike a conversation with strangers. It could be about anything- the weather, about people not giving up seats to this 60 year old lady because she looked young, etc. It just feels nice.
It made me feel like... we're all the same. You and I, two humans in this big big world. No more different. But on the other hand, those you know better seem more distant. More different. More difficult to connect with.
Maybe, if we got to know these strangers better they'd have been difficult to talk to. What to talk about? How to engage the other party? How is the other party feeling? Or even, just wondering if you should take one more step to know this person better.
Afterall, I've been in SA in what, 9 months? And I still hesitate.
We're all the same. Are we? Or maybe not.
Maybe I should just proclaim, hello people you, you and you mean something to me. I want to know you better. I want to understand your facial expressions that I cannot read. I want to know how you feel. I want to know more than what's on the surface. I WANT TO BE YOUR FRIEND. (this sounds horribly wrong.)
Ha. This probably makes no sense because being the i-keep-to-myself person you are, yiqi, people can hardly read your thoughts. so make up your mind, you idiot.
hello are you there?
i yearn for your friendship.
or maybe,
this is friendship. In a different way. In a way I should accept.
;8:13 PM
