"Nostalgia" is a dirty word

It takes one's thought to focus on an old happy moment to rekindle all old memories. It takes one's desire of an old event (to re-occur) to revitalize all old emotions. It take one moment in time, in place to chance upon your old love to destroy all resistance to sweep away history.

Alas, it true that yesterday (15th) I chanced upon Missy, at the most unlikely place, a place I visit it for the first time, The Leisure Park at Kallang. I was about to go home, after coffee with my ex-classmates from SIM graduate diploma class. We were outside at the carpark area at 9:30pm or so, yet were not going away and still chatting.

One fine moment, a taxi zoomed in-front of us, and out popped a gal (in the opposite side of the taxi from us) and who is running towards the building. Only her back-view is facing us all along. I was commenting to my ex-classmate that I like this type of lady, petite size, elegant and one who sling her handbag at her elbow-joint on her left arm. From her back, I have already decided that I like this petite lady. It was dark outside, and what we merely saw was the enveloping light around her shone from the building. She was wearing a white blouse and dark pants, I guess.

Next moment, like less than a minute, out came running (from inside the building like 100m away) towards the automatic sliding doors the same lady. From afar, I have already started to focus on her ever since she left the taxi, which is still outside waiting. As she ran nearer, she somewhat tingle my thoughts abit. She does look familiar even though it was kind of pitch dark.

By the time, I have decided that the very lady (whom I thought to myself that I liked her from her back-view) indeed was Missy, she has already hopped onto the same taxi that was waiting for her. Alas, in a moment of truth, nostalgia is overwhelming!

I sms-ed her and confirmed that it was her, Missy! What a place, time and coincidence! How I wish I have a mind eraser now to rub off some thoughts......