Thursday, August 19, 2010
.:. Home .:.
200th post
If I din count wrongly, its been 115 days since my enlistment, the first day I stepped onto that island called tekong. Now here I am, in SCS learning to become like those that trained me then.
4 months zoomed past just like that. I wouldn't say that it was a very long period of time, nor would I say its short. But one thing's for sure, it made me treasure the meaning of home more. Was sitting on the bus, on my left the jungle where I had just bashed through recently, and on my right HDB flats towered. Thou I wasn't anywhere near my house (if being on the same island counted), I still felt the sudden urge of missing home. Home is something that many of us have/had taken for granted. It seems to be the only (or closest to) constant that exists in our lives. We go anywhere and everywhere, and in our hearts we know that we have a place to always fallback on. So maybe that's why people have misused it, or should I say left the feeling at home.
Being in NS 5-6 days a week, days are home especially golden, the time we get to see our fmaily members, to sleep on the all so comfortable bed, and be just be around things that are so familiar to us. The sense of belonging just cannot be substituted elsewhere. Maybe its just cos I am a "family" person.
Home isn't just a building, a place, a family nor a feeling. Its a home.
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