This came too soon.

I supposed this will happen one day but I thought it would not be so soon. Two days ago my neighbors for the past 6 years told me that they have bought a new house and will be moving out very soon. They also said they will put their apartment unit up for sale and even offered to me at a very good price. I wished I had the cash. Not because I needed more space but if I owned it at least I have control of which I share a wall with.

I supposed I have been lucky. The first owners were a couple with two young children. The children needed space, as they grew bigger in mind and bodies so they moved on. In fact it was I who put Jason in touch with Mr. Wong then. The Jasons are the best neighbors I can ever wished for; neat, clean and hardly a pip. In fact we shared a whole lots of friends, magazines, newspaper, coffee, dvds and gossips too. So you can imagine how upset I have been over this piece of news.

It seems strange now that I have to get use to the idea that they will not longer be there. I remembered the time I had to call them to drive me to a clinic in the wee hours of the morning because I thought I had a heart attack! I wonder who will leave a light on for me when I come home late. Maybe I am getting old, the uncertainties of changes are getting more difficult to accept.

A sudden outburst

The dirt, the squalor, the noise, the hopelessness and the repeated daily grind of the people living among me. So what is it that make these people lift up their heads and smile a little at life. Is it the growth of their savings, the steady incremental height of their children or even the imagined prospect of a better tomorrow? For me it was a sudden and outrageous burst of beauty.

This apparition came as a total surprise because I was busy looking for something similar in another part of the city. So imagined my dumfoundedness as I came face to face with it, in the vicinity of my home.

Alas beauty is always short lived. Even as I type these words, time is busy pulling away her attractive mantle. Very soon the people will treat her nothing more than a stone under their feet. So what is the story of this great South American beauty that came to live in Cheras? I wish I knew because I am sure it will be a damn good one.

All I know she is called Tabebuia from the Bignoniaceae family. I do not know about the others but she certainly make me smile for several days. I hope she does that to you too. Now I am looking forward to see her again ............. when she blooms next year.