A raining heart

It was raining heavily. But it did not stop me from going to MOM to pick up some forms.

After collected the forms, I stopped by Hong Lim to eat my lunch. There were many bak ku teh stalls. I just made myself comfortable with one of the tables. While waiting for my bak ku teh, I looked out to the open area. The down pour splashed hard on the ground. While watching, I traveled back to my memory lane....

It was my third semester in my pregancy. I have this craving for bak ku teh. I just loved the pig's trotters with the dark rich soya sauce. At six in the morning, I could not wait to be chauffeured to this place, just to savour this delicious dish. Indeed, I was so pampered at that time.

And now, my baby has become a beautiful young girl. She is fourteen now and I have also moved into another stage of my life.

The food came, however, it did not taste the same. How I wished I could turn back the clock to that time. How I wished I have the same taste bud as before. But I knew it would not be. All these, will always be in my memory lane....

The rain was still pouring hard and my heart went with it.........