Sparks at Ion

The previous entry was oozing with bitterness and it contradicts the very reason why I reactivated this blog. So I told myself I would write a happy post to restore the good vibes.

And a happy post comes in the form of Murakami guy at Ion Orchard.

I was headed to Tangs last night but for some strange reason, I exited at the wrong side of Orchard MRT station and found myself at Ion. I then remembered that I need to go to Kiehl's so I continued walking but the thing is, I didn't know which side of the mall I am in!

I continued walking while staring at shop signs, hoping that the cursive Kiehl's logo would appear in my view. I walked and walked while searching for the store when I almost bumped into this guy.

Almost.

Then there seemed like a second of why do you look familiar? look and then nothing.

Quoting Murakami, here's what happened:

But the glow of their memories was far too weak...Without a word, they passed each other, disappearing into the crowd. (Murakami, 1993)

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Singapore is a small world, after all. But what is the probability that at that point in time, out of four million people living in this little red dot in the map, why was he the one who I bumped into in the busy basement of one of the countless shopping malls at Orchard Road?

If I turned 10 seconds later, or he did turn 10 seconds later as well, we would have bumped into each other, exchange our sorries, and ask each other 'You look familiar!?' I would then remind him that he's the guy across the street and I'm the girl at the other side always waiting for the green man to light up every morning at one of the intersections of this lonely planet.


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Yeah, I should've said that this is a 'hopeful' post, not a happy one. In my giddy state of mind, however, 'hopeful' could translate to 'happy', too.