Rong Chang Yit Shiang Don Sherwin 207'08(going dead) Max Jing Heng Kok Yong Yong Long Darren Tan Alan Jun Kiat Manaic Zeke Friend Friend Friend Friend Friend Friend Friend Friend Friend Friend Friend
Sunday, April 12, 2009, 7:16 PM
12 April 2009
The Homecoming The train zoomed by the quiet city. Cars could be seen resting in the carpark. I looked at the dark city and quieter than usual. Finally, the train reached my destination. The door took three seconds to open, as if it was too reluctant to let me free. I alighted the train, and the train's doors were closed again. It moved faster than usual, hoping to get away as soon as possible. I stood at the platform, nothing but silence. These two years of reforming had finally ended. Would I still have the cheek to face them again, my family and friends? After all the things I had done wrong? The silence seemed to answer my question. I brought the thoughts with me all the way home. I walked till I was at my flat. My mind filled with different mixture of emotions, different tastes. The sweetness of joy, the bitterness of sorrow, the dry taste of happiness etctera. I jumped into the lift and hit the eleven button. The lift rose slowly, as if it was not wanting to move. I came out of the lift, seeing all the neighbour's door shut. Were they avoiding me? I moved towards my unit. There hung "Home Sweet Home". Was home really that sweet? I hesitated. My body did not want to move. I tried to press the doorbell but my hand was struggling to control itself. Then, I saw the lock was not there. I opened and it creaked quite sharply but softly. I pushed open the door and slowly entered the house. I entered my room. It lookes the same, the same time I left two years ago! However, my wife was not there. Neither were my children nor parents were here too! I checked the cupboard. There were nothing there except that some spiders bulit their house over there. I took the family photo and looked at it the final time. Teardrops stained on the photo. I tore it into two pieces, one side it was me, the other, was my family, but I did not know at the other side of Earth, my family was laughing, smiling but not aware of the homecoming, not aware of my existence. Chains one again warped around my broken heart, chains of sorrows. Labels: Forgive and forget those around you. Everyone on Earth is useful no matter he is right or wrong. |