Friday, October 16, 2009

the flight to kota kinabalu 10


The final countdown
When the evening sun set
Impatient to disappear
The clouds white and blue sky

The cocktail at 6 evening
The dinner proper would begin at 6.30
As the light begun to tick away
Assembled at ground floor
Driving to Sutera Harbour Hotel

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Cruising easily out to the streets
Turning left and left
Going straight ahead
After traffic light right turn
Straight road ahead
Another traffic light then right turn
Right to the Sutera Harbour Hotel

Got into the wrong turn
Missing the main reception
Two wrong turns finally got it right
Parked the car
Walked through the lobby
Going downward steps to the dining hall

Sitting there
Manning the reception counter
The appointed officials
Ticking names and showing numbers
The learning rope when will be their turn?

The dim light
Surrounding the garden
As if running a mysterious movie
Playing dimly coloured atmosphere
Maybe creating an illusion of romantic flow?
I couldn't tell what was the theme of the night

A simple décor
On the stage
Tier faked cake
Flanked by heart-shaped ice carving
Dripping its moisture away
The centre table
Crowded 3 bouquet flowers
It choked the main sitting

As with all banquet settings
Nothing much to write about
I had seen it so often
It didn't strike me
Only services count every time

East Malaysians never came on time
Like us appointed time got no value
We came when we were ready......
So the main dinner came late

The parish church band
Played two songs in the night
The MC did a good job
Confidence rung in the hall

The eager photographers
Snapping pictures with bride and groom
For it was for memories in later years
Sitting down sharing jokes and telling tales

When it was over
The hosts gone home
Waving her goodbye
To everyone she saw

Izzy shouted goodbye!
Following the host cue she did
Mrs Wong turning back
Smiling at her waving too

So the night ended
The marriaged birds could sing
Chirping their lives every day

Know the rules
Of give and take
Don't lose your identity
The day you do
It's the day you are nobody!

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