yeah....Things will only get better

Nestled in a corner of Bishan is a place that I used to call my second home. Incidentally, my first home is located within Bishan too. Haven't really been back for a visit since my graduation from Catholic High. Most, if not all of my teachers are no longer with the school.

I understand that there are many new faces. Too many in fact. I no longer recognise the place. Attended a fucntion on Saturday. It was held at my alma mata. It was nice of them to host the event without charging a fee. Well, my focus wasn't on the event, to be frank. In fact, much as I would want to, the experience back there is very much overwhelming for me.

The very first thing I did when I arrived was to search for my former classrooms. I'm not too sure if the locations are the same. The compound underwent a major facelift several months back. I can hardly recognised. The initial feeling wasn't very positive for me. In fact, i felt sad as if a part of me is gone.

I made my way to the hall where the event was to be held. I was in charge of ushering the guests. Deployed my guys, moved around the new compound to ensure everything's in order. It was a race against time for a moment. The guests were already arriving while the prep was still ongoing. Thankfully, things fell in place. Some slight delays but overall it's still pretty decent.

The Crucifix at the corner of the new hall caught my eye. I felt at peace immediately. I closed my eyes and uttered a silent prayer. Time stood still. I can recall myself running up the long driveway to the parade square for the morning assembly. The morning prayer was the very same prayer that Jesus Christ taught us.

The VIP, incidentally was also an old boy of the school. I was beckoned over to start a conversation with him. Thanks Ma'am. As an old boy, I'm sure the memories of the old site at Queen's St are still fresh in his mind. Suddenly I had the urge to pay a visit to this old site. (Someone was supposed to accompany me there, at least as agreed some months back. But that's all history).

The people may no longer be around, the building may have changed. But I'm still experiencing the same emotions. The very same feeling when I left this school.

I guess this place will always be a part of me.

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