singing my way home

i'm home! again!
i took leave tmr to settle the
scholarship stuff (finally)...
the week flashed by. zoom!

i took 67 home from my camp
at bukit panjang...

while the bus crawled along
serangoon road... we drove past his
hindu temple.
they were having some ritual on..
lights and fire and stuff.

the people on the bus all stopped
what they were doing...
stopped reading.. stopped chatting..
and almost everyone on the crowded bus
just looked out the window..
and watched the ritual..

what touched me was that..
the bus was full of ppl of different races.
but nevertheless everybody watched.

strange. but its this kinda small things..
that i find make life much more worthwhile.

anw i had abit of time on my hands today
so i watched "8 femme"..
a french musical/drama movie...
it wasn't exactly fantastic..
but i LOVE french flicks. lol.