I have a love-hate relationship with Triumph in the Skies. Reminds me of loads of things and i always feel like crying. But amidst it you find lotsa revelations too. Today story focused on how Belle (Flora Chan) feels trapped between her old flame, Sam and her husband, Vincent. What happened was that she suspected she had AIDS and confided in Sam instead of Vincent. The latter found out and hence believes that ultimately he still cannot compare to Sam in terms of weightage in Belle's heart. As usual Belle doesn't know what she wants, what's she's doing and how to resolve it.

Really had the been there done that feeling. Touch more on this later. I feel like telling Belle that yes it might be true that since you confided in Sam maybe you still feel something special towards him. It might be embers of past feelings or it might just also be innocent dependence. That you know from experience that you can depend on this person. And that you didn't think bout telling Vincent becos many a times we're all like that isn't it? Sometimes you just don't want the person you love the most to worry about you, don't wanna add to his/her burdens. Sometimes.. the person you love the most turns out to be the most difficult person to talk to. Ever had that feeling?

Bout the been there done that feeling. Recently been hearing a few stories that reminded me of how I felt. It's really the kinda situation whereby you can finish the person's sentence bout how they feel. Got me thinking. I believe that everyone and every situation is different in subtle ways. There's no way someone else can understand how you feel 100%. We all like to say every individual is unique. But when you dig a little deeper, how is it that despite all claims of individuality there are only 2 commonly accepted personalities (type A and B)?

Yup you can argue that they're categories and sub-ategories. Then how is it that other people can complete your sentence? Becos they're similar emotions? So does that mean we react similarly to similar situations? Are we all really that different as humans? Was just wondering. We also say that our experiences shape who we are or how we turn out. Nurture over nature. But sometimes the same characteristic can go both ways right?

Eg, few days ago I was thinking. Why did I stubbornly refuse to let go? Why didn't I stubbornly refuse to be ill-treated? Same stubborness. Why does it work for some and against some?

I like what Vincent said in the shower when he was looking down at the airport: It's a miniature of life itself. There's parting and reunion, happiness and sorrow. Whereas others just walk past each other and they will never meet again. When you're in the thick of things you don't see. But when you pluck yourself out and look at it again, the same situation looks different.

No one should go into a relationship and expect that that is it. If you don't let go of this one how do you know the next one won't be even more exciting and wonderful?

Sounds super cliched right? But so true and yet so unattainable at times.

Shall I put up my pic to scare? Haha


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Purest Of Pain

I'm sorry I didn't mean to call
but I couldn't fight it
I guess I was weak and couldn't even hide it
and so I surrender just to hear your voice
I know how many times I said I'm gonna to live without you
and maybe someone else is standing there beside you
but there's something baby that you need to know
that deep inside me I feel like I'm dying
I have to see you it's all that I'm asking.

Vida, give me back my fantasies
the courage that I need to live
the air that I breathe
Carino mio, my world becomes so empty
my day's are so cold and lonely
and each night I taste
the purest of pain.

I wish I could tell you I'm feeling better every day
that it didn't hurt me when you walked away
but to tell you the truth I can't find my way
and deep inside me I feel like I'm dying
I have to see you it's all that I'm asking.
Vida, give me back...