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In retrospect, last week has been memorable.


Everyday, commuting is inevitable

yet as you walked up that stretch

and see the warm lights of your home from afar

and hear laughters from within

it puts a smile on your face

no matter how wretched you are

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You might need to bunk together at night

having the tiniest spot to sleep on

while your granny snores (and rocks) the night away

your room is like a refugee camp

and you witness it shrink somemore from its already XS size


yet you listen to stories after stories before sleep

trying hard to surpress your giggles and never fails to fail

and have your mum come in to nag

only to have her hop in the bandwagon soon enough


I remember the distinct stillness in the early morning

when I had to tip-toe my

way thru the camp to go out

the quietness is not the one I'm usually accustomed to

as if you press your ears just gently against the doors

you'll hear some feet shuffling, some murmurring (definitely my sis)

and you'll set off to uni without further ado

for you'll want to get back ASAP


OH not to forget with a sandwich nicely packed

and a warm drink nicely tugged

by your grandma

who prompts you out of the house

before she goes back to more self-immersing house chores


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and the routine repeats itself

when you come home and have your sister tugging at your feet

pleading to play hide-and-seek

only that she doesn't do either

but instead fills the house with shrieks

as she chases you around

while you play hard to get

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And dinner comes

you'll cook rice three times the usual amount

and set the table with its full cutleries

and call out to the house

and you'll wash up later

with your granny watching over

eyeing the chance she could jump in and take over

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and then you go out at 9.21 pm

all fit into a Tarago which fetches 9

and off you go for grocery shopping

and get stares from people

touring the supermarket, it's as if.

Yet a trip you'll never want to miss


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11 pm, night is still young

and you facebook the night away

and then your dad steps in and nag

and next your mum

and next your aunt

and finally your grandma

then you give in.

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I truly miss that feeling.