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Sunday, September 26, 2004

Julian n Sonia

It was a fresh new term n julian was sipping cofi wif his usual group of mongers. gossiping n ogling at the constant flow of beauties in out of arts canteen. being the weird man as he is, he suddenly caught sight of a nice colorful bag. the design which i hv 4gotten but which he'l always hv fond memories of. coz it is the bag which'l lead him to his fantasy n which is more popularly known as the Mambo bag.

the mambo bag seems 2 hv a special magic cast on it n julian seems bewildered. he stared hard n long at the mambo bag n when he decided 2 hv a glimpse of the owner, she was already walking down the stairs leading 2 biz-ad. although wat he saw was a short glimpse of her back view, it nevertheless left an impression so lasting tat till date, he can still recount vividly when he 1st laid his eyes on her...albeit only from behind...

i tot i was always living in a world of my own
wif my own persepctive n outlook of life
n when it comes 2 the criterion in choosing the 1 i like
it seems even more like out of tis world
things nvr seems perfect 2 me
least mentioning the gals tat i'v seen so far
but today, it seems like some1 has given a tight slap on my face
tat i'v awoken, seeing such a miracle in u in reality
finally, i can reconcile my fantasy in reality
tat my relentless pursit 4 tat perfect some1 has but realised in u
i'v always questioned the meaning of life
but nw i'v found the ans in u...


it was a reali gd nite 4 julian tat day. in fact, he had his sweetest dream to date about tis mysterious gal. he made many attempts 2 hv a look at her face but always to no avail. finally, as if his deep cry inside was heard by the mambo gal, she turned n flashed a smile at him. a smile indeed, his ideal oval-shaped face, her beaming eyes, but 2 his huge dissapointment, the rest were mosaic covered. as if decoded by a computer software, bits n pieces of the mosaic were slowly but surely removed. the full view of her face was within sight by now, but alas, he was awoken by a loud bang on the door. "JULIAN, u'r very late 4 lesson!!!", yelled his mother.

it is so surreal, having almost seen u,
the perfect lady from creation,
the perfect creation of a lady...


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