Friday, April 04, 2008

party the night away

it was a night of red wine and fine food. of songs and conversations. of meeting people, new and old. of high heels and makeup. of perfume and beautiful dresses.

it was a night of listening to stories. sad stories of debilitating pain and a life's journey half passed. interesting stories of new opportunities and constant business reinvention. disheartening stories of people left behind and betrayal. lifestyle stories of changes and adaptation. despondent stories of a lifetime of pain, motherhood and dyslexia.

i love listening to different people telling about their very disparate lives. each person a book of tales on its own. all coming with a smile on their face. but if you listen very carefully, you'll see the sadness in their faces, in their eyes. the tiredness. the secrets. the burden. a room full of people. all laughing, drinking, talking. each with their own agendas. each with their own thoughts. are we all who others think?

we never are.

8 comments:

Anonymous said...

what a 180 deg. turn!!!

Las montaƱas said...

Oh she's recovered!!

Admin said...

neh.. people like that hor... like to hear people's story wan ...mah call pat por lor...

Anonymous said...

I don't like hearing other people's stories, I rather they listen to mine! kekekekekeke

Mamapumpkin said...

So true....I think I only know less than a handful people who are happy from within and don't have an agenda, with anything nore anyone. And this is considering I know so many people. Many people have never even come across people like that.

So funny la ur friend Ah Pek. If you wanna take care of him and need back up, call me.

Cocka Doodle said...

Oh! The congregation of 'sam gu luk por', hah?

Annie said...

Nah, it's part of living as a breathing human being. The burdens and responsibilities are always there; but sometimes it's nice to get together during a party and forget about these things even for a couple of hours. It's nice to know we're all struggling to make it work. It's human nature.

me said...

dear licky: i guess socialising takes away the cobwebs in my brain....for a little while.

dear monty: but only briefly so. she will return to being a zombie very soon. why are we talking about me in the 3rd party?

dear ah pek: if don't like me, can call pat por lah. if like me, can call sympathetic, empathic, good listener. u like me or not?

dear wuchy: i open my ears big big, ok?

dear big p: happy from within....that's a tall task. have to be one of those constantly optimistic sun-is-shinning type of ppl. i? i'm manic depressive. haha. but without agenda...that's easier to do. i guess most ppl will not have agenda when advantages don't clash. u won't know who's truly your real friends until there are interests at risk.

that old man, hor, want to take care of him must travel all the way to PD lah. waste of petrol. u know ppl who can take care of others over the web or not? *raise eyebrow in crafty look*

dear chicken: got sei suk pat kung also.

dear annie: so true. for a little while, listening to other ppl's problem rather than facing your own is therapeutic.

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