A bicycle rolled by, the child riding it expertly, half pedaling, half pushed by another child running behind, half laughing, half gasping.
The warn morning breeze of spring greeted Ketan, as he looked out of the only window of his 2nd floor apartment. How long has it been? 22 springs? The same breeze, the same warmth. The same empty street below. He took a deep breath of the freshness that is spring.
The minutes whilst away, as he lay by the window gazing out to the barren road below. What passes through his mind, none can tell. It has been 22 years since he finally got a job and moved out of his parent's. And ever since, in this small two room apartment, alone, living a quiet life.
Maybe he is looking back to his life; two and twenty years ago, he might have had dreams.; maybe he is dreaming about his old dreams, dreams that never came to pass. Maybe he is thinking about life, and how many more springs he have to endure, lying there, by the window gazing out to the empty street, until he can meet the final embrace of mother earth.
The two boys were arguing whose turn it was on the over-sized bicycle.
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Monday, March 24, 2008
Wednesday, February 06, 2008
Prologue: Little did he knows... (Broken Ice)

Life goes on as it has always gone on ... that is ordinarily. And that is as it should be, he thought as he retires to his bed. He dreamt many ordinary dreams with ordinary beings. In the morning his alarm rings, exactly at 8:30 in the morning. He put off the alarm and tries to fulfill his eyes for another half an hour before his day finally starts. The same sun creeps up to his room through the wide window that his room has, and the same late morning breeze blows through it.
But little did Lei knows that today would be like no other day.
When he looked in the mirror, his usual thought crosses his mine, that 'he is growing old', an unusual thought for a 20 something. Then he notices the first deviation from the ordinary world that he knows: the sun stone he usually wears around his neck is missing. Dismissing it that it might have fallen off while he was sleeping, he searches for it, his bed, then he ransacks his room but to no avail. A curse or two came up to his mind but he dismissed them thinking they as not bad enough for the situation.
At half past eleven, Lei goes to his usual class; gave a surprise test; performed rather feebly in an interview for a job; and comes back to his room rather disgruntled. As he opens the door, and places the key on the table, he notices the sun-stone lying on the table. He gives himself an imaginary smack on his head, and picks up the sun-stone.
Little did he knows...
( tbc )
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