Just came back not too long ago from Malaysia, after spending the night at my aunt’s Malaysian home. She had been urged by her Malaysian neighbours to return to Malaysia to see the firecrackers and fireworks — “Singapore’s too quiet!” her neighbours told her.
The transition into the Lunar New Year or Chinese New Year was a very noisy one. From 11.58 onwards firecrackers and fireworks were set off; who would have thought this was illegal in Malaysia? Very cool.
The fiancée wasn’t with me today; instead, she was back home at her kampung in Batu Pahat. I suppose since I was in JB, we really weren’t that far apart. I swear I heard some of the firecrackers and fireworks that were set off at her place. I could just imagine her smiling and laughing away as she saw bit after bit of paper bursting into flames, thinking about me thinking about her.
Close to midnight, after most of the gunpowderisque contraceptions were set off, she gave me a call to wish me a happy new year and a happy valentine’s. Though we had been just apart for a couple of days, it felt like it had been so much longer. Didn’t expect myself to miss her so much; it’s odd; it’s like falling in love all over again.
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