Elijah's Life Experiences

It's been a long time since I last posted. Here's another of my writings  "A Near Fighting Incident in the MRT / Bully in the MRT".             I hoped he regretted his mistake.             The doors of the MRT tinkled, warning as I dashed into the MRT train. I was returning in a hurry from school as I needed to attend some home tuition. Settling onto a brightly coloured sofa, I stared out the window from behind me. The lush greenery outside seemed to whiz pass by at the speed of a bullet before I could ever catch a glimpse of it. Relaxing back into my seat, I decided on sizing up the other commuters.             Just then, a voice drifted in my direction.             “Do you think I was done with you at school, Tom?” Hand me all your money, or else...

I am starting the first new post for the new year 2015 with one telling the value "Honesty is the best policy".             Honesty is the best policy.             It was the annual food fair happening near our house. Unwilling to miss out on the fabulous opportunity to try out some food, Mother brought me along with her – her dutiful companion. Sigh, why do I always have to follow her everywhere? Scooting towards the food fair like a dissipated poof of smoke, the intoxicating aroma of food instantly flooded my nostrils. The place was packed like sardines. Despite it being a scorching hot Sunday afternoon, everyone seemed to be in an excellent mood, with some jostling for bargains. Beads of perspiration dotting my forehead like prominent trademarks in a place, I scanned my noisy surroundings.             From...

Stuck in the lift (version 2)             Panic.             It all started when I was at the lift lobby of my flat, waiting for the lift to arrive. I was not alone. A mother, clad in an expensive-looking light blue dress, was clutching her daughter’s hand. Like her mother, the daughter’s skin was as smooth as china. The sound that indicated the lift’s doors were opening, jolted me out of my deep thoughts. If I had known what was to come, I would have heeded my inner voice on taking the stairs instead.             Tapping my feet in sheer impatience, I furrowed my brow and grimaced at the excruciating slow progress of the lift’s number buttons flashing in sequence. 1… 2 … 3 … 4 … Without any warning, the lift jerked to a sudden halt. I was flung like a rag doll to the floor of the lift whereas the mother and her...

"No more anger" tells a story of a most unfortunate action done due to  circumstances ...           No more anger.          It all started on that fateful Saturday night. My heart was in my mouth. The buzzing of the streets outside, which sounded like flies humming barely distracted me. I was watching a horror movie entitled “Evil Dead” with my wife, Joanne. We were newly-weds – a month exactly. We were sitting huddled together on the leather sofa watching the movie. Joanne had large, round eyes and long raven dark hair that rippled whenever she strode briskly beside me. A beautiful woman, Joanne was always subjected to male looks lingering on her.          Then, the real horror started.          The flickering lights from the television screen which illuminated the living room stopped flashing, plungi...

The disappointment to Mother             What a disappointment I was to Mother.             It all started with a pen. This pen was starting to be a popular trend in my class. Everywhere I looked in my classroom, the pen was there. Whenever m friends asked whether I had the pen, I would just turn away shamefaced, my face flushed to a beetroot. To make matters worse, Mother was adamant in not purchasing the pen. One day, I just could not take it anymore and decided to execute my diabolical plan to get my object of desire after school.             Finally, school was over.             Making a dash for the bookstore beside my school, I went through my plan mentally. Take close scrutiny of the security guard before taking the pen when he was not watching. S...