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the dance of life
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The past week has yet again flown by in the blink of an eye. This Monday marks the start of week 6 of the ten week internship and I’m just wondering where all the time has gone. The past weekend has been yet another flurry of activity involving all sorts of drama. 

Last Tuesday I forgot to mention we watched Madagascar 3, a really feel good movie in an air-conditioned movie theatre that could easily rival the Tiong Bahru cinema. Enjoyed the cheap movie and popcorn :D

Saturday was spent shifting house (yet again) for the last and final time before heading to Ooty, a place in Tamil Nadu which is a good 8 hour journey away. We (6 Singaporeans) were traveling with one of our friend’s colleagues and her two cousins so the 9 of us stopped over at Mysore to spend the night first before continuing our journey to Ooty. The weather in Ooty is beautiful, the wind, the smell of tea permeating the air, the sights of rows of terraces neatly cut into the mountain; definitely worth the 8 hour drive. To get to Ooty we have to go through the Bandipur Nature Reserve and we saw a sun bear, elephants, deer and MONKEYS.
Some of the Singaporeans didn’t come along and I guess I’ll miss them when they leave as well because traveling without them just feels different. :S

The trip was most fruitful – it’s like somehow divine intervention of sorts, speaking with another girl who has been through what I’m going through, who has chosen to be different. She’s a really nice girl and she’s given me a confidence booster to go all out and do what I enjoy. No point harping about the past and what could have been if only I had done this or that. The trip also taught me a lot about viewpoints. Sorry if this post sounds like I’m documenting the entire trip – I want to remember everything I’ve learnt. I’ve learnt to realize that staying with other people is not easy at all and I have to continually remind myself that people may find me difficult to live with as well. It’s not easy to live with two girls who are opinionated, driven, self-declared independent. Not easy at all. I hope the guys forgive us >.< 



Woke up at 4am this morning to attend yet another wedding, this time round it involved watching the couple perform rituals. The similarities to a Chinese wedding are uncanny – the teasing (though a muted version), the blessings from elders and receiving blessings from the parents of course with an Indian flavour to it. I want to capture every single moment in my memory, capture the expression of the bride, of the bride’s sister as she sees her younger sister getting married to the man of her dreams, the psychedelic colours of the sarees worn by the relatives.  

Note to self: be somebody you would like to live with.



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