Farewell, Monkey

I told the monkey on my back, "My, you're getting heavy."

He bared his teeth at me and threw a banana in my face.

I tried to push him away. He really was weighing me down. Plus, I don't appreciate having fruit crushed on my face.

His expression changed from angry to deeply saddened with the blink of an eye.

I attempted to console him. "I know, monkey. I've carried you for so long and you are a part of me, but we must part."

He refused to look at me.

"When we met, I was still standing upright. Now the burden of keeping you for so long has caused me to stoop and hunch over. If this goes on, I'll be forced to crawl on my knees. Please understand."

He looked at me, eyes full of accusation and contempt.

I sighed. "You forced me to do this."

Uncertainty danced across his face.

I lit a match and lit him on fire. He was going down, one way or another.

He clung on tightly as the flames consumed him, so the flames would consume me too.

I merely smiled. The heat was melting years of icy numbness sealing my heart. When his screams finally burned away, I jumped into the lake.

Farewell, monkey.

I fell freely towards the bottom, eyes shut. When I felt the tug of life, once again calling to me, I resurfaced.

Farewell, guilt.

Hello, future.

The Things We Do For Love

As I mentioned in my previous post [ a couple of posts back], my friend/ex-housemate from my university days was here for a visit.

So, we were playing tourists. I've been loving the fact that I apparently can pass as a tourist too, so it's been great fun. Anyway, she managed to coax me [or was it coerce?] to visit the Batu Caves. I'm sure you'll find plenty of info on the Batu Caves on Google or Wikipedia.

We climbed about 272 steps of stairs whilst monkeys were freely roaming around practically molesting the visitors. My legs felt like jelly by the time we reached the top [after much whining and whinging on my part about how tired I was, though we completed the climb in under 10 minutes] and I took almost as long going down as going up. My friend stopped for a photo op, and I leaned back against the banisters. Big mistake. My hand touched this soggy, squishy thing which totally grossed me out. It turned out to be a half-eaten rice cake, the remnants of a monkey's meal.

I whipped out my Dettol Wipes [being the germaphobe that I am] and scrubbed my hands. Euwww... Monkey germs!

Once we reached the bottom, I was feeling dizzy from the climb and from the heat and was appeased [or bribed] with an isotonic drink and an Indian sweet. [Gosh, I'm easy.] We went somewhere for lunch before I took her to Petaling Street [also on Google, I'm sure - I'm too lazy to link it] to buy souvenirs.
Honestly, what a difference having a tourist by your side makes. The level of respect [read: greed] in the faces of vendors was palpable. We had to take the side lane because I was afraid she was going to get pounced on. Some guy even referred to us as "pretty ladies" to which my friend replied [under her breath], "Oy, mate. I'm not a lady. My name's Bryan," which left me in hysterics. Also, I was trying to avoid the smoke from a roasted chestnuts cart and nearly got run over by a taxi. Brilliant.
Ah, monkey germs and near-misses. The things we do for love and friendship.

P/S I know this is different from my usual poetry-style posts. Thought I'd give you a break from that. And also show you I'm not such a downer. =D

Catching The Butterfly

I'm getting kind of tired of chasing after the butterfly.

I think I'll just sit and wait for it to come to me, if it so chooses.

There's only so much one can take before one grows tired.

I'm not going to wait around forever for that butterfly.

It's already bitten me once.

Anyway, while waiting for that butterfly, I think I'll make some Milo toast.

Some kind of grain bread, butter, and Milo are all I need. Yum.

Maybe it will tempt the butterfly to come to me.

At the very least, I'll have a yummy snack.

Okay, who did this?!?

I wake up this morning.
I look in the mirror.
And I see...

A panda.

When did that happen?
How did that happen?

A panda with nice hair, but a panda nonetheless.
Big black circles around eyes - check.
Round body - check [minus the fur].

Now all I need is some bamboo shoots.

Then, it's off to China.

Panda signing off, to look for bamboo.

My Fair Ladybug

   There was once a yellow ladybug. She lived in a tree full of red ladybugs. She tried very, very hard to make friends with the others, and to be accepted as one of them. They were friendly enough, and she even formed close friendships with some of them. But the fact that she was yellow still bothered her. Most of the time she felt insecure and out of place.

   One day, she thought to herself, "If my place isn't here in this tree, perhaps I should go out into the world and find a

place where I can truly belong." And with that, she bade farewell to her friends and flew off into the big, unknown world.

   She flew for quite a long time and spotted a big bush with yellow flowers. "Oh, that looks like a pretty spot," she said and went down. But once she arrived on the bush and looked around, she saw that there were only caterpillars there. So, off she went again.

   She flew and she flew and saw a meadow, stretching far into the horizon. She said to herself, "Oh, how pretty. Look at all the colourful flowers." Down she went into the meadow. She looked around happily, hoping to finally see another yellow ladybug, but all she saw were ants. She was very tired and decided to stay there for a while longer.

   to be continued...

   

   

Fish!

   A little fishy was sleeping. Poor little fishy was so tired and really needed the sleep. The little fish had been up all night playing [silly] games.

   Then the little fishy's mommy walked into her room and gave her mobile phone to the little fishy.

   The little fishy's mommy asked, "Why is your

 friend calling me on my phone?"

   The little fishy was disoriented from having her sleep interrupted and confused by the question as she has her own number and would never pass out her mother's number. She took the phone anyway.

   "Hello?"

   "Hello, XXXXX. It's XXXXXXX."

   "I'm sorry. Who?"

   "Is this XXXXX?"

   "Yes. Who is this?"

   "It's XXXXXXX."

   "Erm, I don't think I know you."

   "Where is this?"

   "XXXXXXXX."

   TOOOOOOOOOOOOT.

   "Hello?"

   "Fish!" The little fishy cursed. "At least have the decency to say sorry, I've got the wrong number." "Fish, fish, fish!"

   Needless to say, the little fishy was not happy with (1) having her sleep interrupted, and (2) having her sleep interrupted to talk to a rude cow. 

   What a coincidence that the little fishy's name was the same name as the one the rude cow was looking for.

   

Two Lazy Worms... Sitting On A Floor... T-A-L-K-I-N-G...

  Tribute To A Great Lazy Worm

   A few years ago, two worms happened to meet. Let's just call them Worm A and Worm B. Worm B thought Worm A was the greatest. Worm A was smart, funny, really sweet and, on top of that, hot as heck. Worm B was so happy to be friends with Worm A. They shared silly jokes, secrets and food. So, Worm B was very sad when Worm A had to move away.

   Worm A, being the good friend that it is, sent letters to Worm B. At first, Worm B wrote back, but being the lazy worm that it is, after a while, it stopped. [What a bad friend Worm B was, huh?] Then, Worm B had to move away too.

   Worm B often thought about its old friends, especially Worm B. Then, amazingly, more than a decade later, Worm A found Worm B and contacted it. Worm B was so excited to hear from its old friend. Both worms decided to meet up and catch up.

   Worm B was a little nervous at first because it hadn't seen Worm A for so long. But it had nothing to worry about. When they met up, Worm B found that Worm A was just as wonderful as it remembered Worm A to be. Once again, they shared silly jokes, secrets and food. Worm A told Worm B that it had been looking for it for so long. Worm B was so touched.

   

   Though both worms have grown up, nothing has really changed. It was like it was only a month ago that they last talked. So, here's to Worm A and to years of friendship ahead. If only there were more friends like Worm A.

   

Two frogs on a lily pad; Or What every male frog needs to know...

Two frogs live together on a lily pad in the middle of a pond...

A male frog and a female frog...

One day the male frog goes to visit his friends at another pond...

The female frog waits for the male frog to call her... but he doesn't...

Of course the female frog could always call the male frog...

After all, she does have a mobile phone...

But she doesn't...

She waits...

She thinks maybe the male frog forgot about her...

If I don't call you... it's not because I forgot about you...

[It's because I'm waiting for you to call me.]

When the male frog comes back...

The female frog is obviously annoyed...

He, being a male, does not notice and tries to snuggle up to her...

She pushes him away...

When I push you away...

[Hold me and don't let me go.]

The male frog tries again...

This time the female frog doesn't push him away...

Encouraged, the male frog starts talking about his trip...

The female frog ignores him...

If I ignore you...

[It's because I want you to pay attention to me.]

The male frog asks her if anything was wrong...

Being a typical female, she replies...

"I'm fine."

The male, being smart enough not to believe her...

Asks her again...

She gets angry...

When I start getting angry with you...

[Kiss me and tell me you love me.]

The male knows that he was wrong not to have called her...

And that she was lonely when he was away...

He apologises...

The female frog tells him...

"I miss you."

When I say I miss you...

[I'm hurting so much inside.]

A crab and a scorpion meet one day...

One day, a little scorpion is walking along the beach and sees a girl. The girl is filling up an empty jar with sea water. She sees the scorpion and says hello. The scorpion stops and says hello back. Day after day, the scorpion would see the girl and day after day, the girl would talk to it. Soon, the two are close friends.

The scorpion confesses to the girl that it is lonely. The girl tells the scorpion that she knows a nice little crab that would make a nice friend for the scorpion. The scorpion is doubtful and says that it has been hurt in the past and finds it difficult to trust. However, the girl is insistent and so, a few days later, the girl introduces the crab to the scorpion.

The crab is very sweet and friendly and the scorpion finds that it is very much drawn to the crab. Not long after that, the two become very, very close. The two enjoy the other's company immensely. But a few months later, the crab and the scorpion begin to argue with each other. At first, it was just minor arguments but those minor arguments soon escalated into full-blown drama.

Though both have thick, hard shells, the scorpion couldn't help but feel the pinch of the crab's claws. Likewise, the crab often felt the scorpion's sting. The scorpion and the crab still cared deeply about the other, so they decided to talk out whatever problems they were having. After an emotional discussion, the crab and the scorpion promised each other that they would try their hardest to understand each other more. The crab promised to not use its claws anymore and the scorpion, in turn, promised not to sting the crab anymore.

To this day, the crab and the scorpion, though so different in so many ways, are still very, very close. The two still argue, but they always talk it through after.