"Ours is essentially a tragic age, so we refuse to take it tragically." - D.H. Lawrence
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"Ours is essentially a tragic age, so we refuse to take it tragically." - D.H. Lawrence
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The strange things you commit to memory - a body number, the exact time you walk through a park knowing full well you will fall in love, the name of the first wine you drink together, the colour of the shirt he wears, the inscription on a book she writes, the song she sings to you.
-9 March 2011. My Facebook status message, after a long week in Melaka and his body number kept resurfacing in my mind.
He said to me, eyes wide open, slipping on the velcro on his white shoes, a hint of chalk in the air, “Terima kasih kak, kerana sudi tolong saya.” He ran back into his place in the line after.
