Sliding Doors
I sometimes wonder if I run into someone who hasn't seen me since I was a little kid, would he or she recognize me. Judging from what happened today, I guess it's probably not.
As I was queueing up to board the train on my way home, I stood behind a young couple. I only saw the guy's face as I was right behind the gal. After everyone had charged into the train, I found myself sitting right across them. And I instantaneously recognized the gal to be my primary school classmate. I'm not entirely surprised to see her because I've seen her a few times when I was working at Science Park. But we've never talked to each other. In fact, we've not even had eye contact then. But this time was different, as she was sitting right in front of me. So I tried looking at her, thinking that maybe I'll give her a smile.
We had a few glimpses of eye contact, but there was not the slightest reaction from her. Either she genuinely didn't find me familiar or she could really act like she didn't. So I didn't really want to risk a smile, especially when her man's right beside her. And they were quite intimate. I figured I'd mind my own business rather than act like a pervert and stare at her. Which was a pity, really. The last time I saw her, she had long curly hair, too much makeup, and was all too serious like someone out of The Apprentice. It sort of put me off a little, which was why I didn't really bother at that time. Now the hair is neatly cropped short and she looked dressed down but pretty fine. So it's a bit different now. I know, I know, men are like that. Tsk tsk.
And then the guy alighted. If this was a movie setting she'd suddenly turn to me with a beaming smile, rush over, cry about how delighted she is to see me and we would head for a drink or two without her man knowing. But it's not. In the end it was my turn to alight. If she'd got off at the same stop, I might just go over and reveal myself as her long-lost 老乡好, and we could still head for a drink or two without her man knowing. But she didn't. So that was that.
Well, I certainly hope she's not acting blur. After all, like what Kevin Spacey said in American Beauty, I wouldn't remember myself too!
As I was queueing up to board the train on my way home, I stood behind a young couple. I only saw the guy's face as I was right behind the gal. After everyone had charged into the train, I found myself sitting right across them. And I instantaneously recognized the gal to be my primary school classmate. I'm not entirely surprised to see her because I've seen her a few times when I was working at Science Park. But we've never talked to each other. In fact, we've not even had eye contact then. But this time was different, as she was sitting right in front of me. So I tried looking at her, thinking that maybe I'll give her a smile.
We had a few glimpses of eye contact, but there was not the slightest reaction from her. Either she genuinely didn't find me familiar or she could really act like she didn't. So I didn't really want to risk a smile, especially when her man's right beside her. And they were quite intimate. I figured I'd mind my own business rather than act like a pervert and stare at her. Which was a pity, really. The last time I saw her, she had long curly hair, too much makeup, and was all too serious like someone out of The Apprentice. It sort of put me off a little, which was why I didn't really bother at that time. Now the hair is neatly cropped short and she looked dressed down but pretty fine. So it's a bit different now. I know, I know, men are like that. Tsk tsk.
And then the guy alighted. If this was a movie setting she'd suddenly turn to me with a beaming smile, rush over, cry about how delighted she is to see me and we would head for a drink or two without her man knowing. But it's not. In the end it was my turn to alight. If she'd got off at the same stop, I might just go over and reveal myself as her long-lost 老乡好, and we could still head for a drink or two without her man knowing. But she didn't. So that was that.
Well, I certainly hope she's not acting blur. After all, like what Kevin Spacey said in American Beauty, I wouldn't remember myself too!
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Who was that? =)
h x y
ah.. that would be perfect, won't it?
except i'll be a little sceptical of any gal who goes around holding her bro's hand...
actually my idea of a Sliding Doors setting: we're all rushing for the train, and the door closes on her man, leaving just the two of us inside. Heheh..
Think too much... haiz...
Who is h x y ah?
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