I left this terrarium in a rather shady part of the room before leaving for India in late November, and came back to a slanted plant as the poor thing grew in the only natural direction it knew how – towards the light.
Attempting to help it grow in the other direction now…
On a Friday before the Mid-Autumn Festival, we went on an outing to the ever-crowded Gardens.
We stood in the middle of the bridge, leaning over to feel it shaking ever so slightly, feeling the cool night air against our faces.
We sat by the waterfront, watching the Supertrees light up for a second time, commenting about the musical arrangement and how the lights look better further away.
I am again reminded of the fact that with some, it really is easier for friendship to grow when you don’t have to work professionally together. When you don’t have to draw clear lines, maintain boundaries, worry about your shortcomings and inadequacies, knowing that a friend would support you in ways a colleague perhaps would not and could not.
“You have been here, you don’t know since when. You have never been born and you are not going to die, because to die means from someone you suddenly became no one. From something, you suddenly became nothing. Nothing is like that. Even when you burn a piece of cloth, it will not become nothing. It will become the heat that penetrates into the cosmos. It will become smoke that rises into the sky to become part of a cloud. it will become some ash that falls to the ground that may manifest tomorrow as a leaf, a blade of grass, or a flower. So there is only continuation.”