Monday, July 21

the road less travelled 

When to New Creation Church at Suntec City yesterday morning.

There was a slight drizzle when I left home, an omen to wash away the pass or tears from heaven to celebrate a new beginning? I could have slept till nine when Aunty Lan comes to do the cleaning; but I choose to travel by bus, train and walked 15 mins to attend a service of a religion, that preaches the extreme of the religion I embraced formerly. One that I devoted some years of time serving in the clergy, no more. Is there an element of betrayal of the man or the religion here? I am still pondering.

I thought I was early, as I woke up just after seven. I was late, nor to say I was one of the last few to enter the Overflow Room, as the Auditorium was full. The way the Service was conducted, one could be forgiven if one thought that you are attending a pop concert or a motivation talk. It was applealing to the young and young at heart and espcailly for those who like to break from traddition. You feel refreshed after the session, not like other religious sermons that makes you feel like a sinner or makes you down and out after hearing the preachings.

Walked around a bit after Service before settleing for lunch at the Basement Food court. I took Dumplings from a stall manned mostly by China Girls - they are every where eating up jobs that Singaporeans discard or even competing for those that appeals.

It's my first time in the library@esplanade - is it a library? The ambience is calming and soothing, authentic is the word. The only short comming is the tempreature, it is more than cooling, freezing is not an understatement. Tried to borrow two video tapes but the Borrowing Machine just didn't allow me to. Found out that have to join the Premium Membership to justify borrowing Audio Visual materials, cost me $10.40.

Wanted to go home but just couldn't bring myself to face Aunty Big after my most recent Big Decision in my life. Killed some time at Toa Payoh Central appriasing the changes tatht took place over the last few years. It's alive and buzzling as compared to the old and worn out place I knew in school days. Killed more time watching Alex & Emma. What kind of name is that for a Bimbo - though she didn't qualify as one till almost the end of the show, which somehow leaves a bitter sweet ending.

Glued myself to the television set and had some western dinner of chicken chop, that's another inovation of Singaporeans. Who heard of chicken chops in the West? Only pork chops and lamp chops. You never heard of beef or cow chops right?

Will tomorrow bring a new life?

I hope.

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andi at 21:36