As
I lay down on the bed in the hotel room, I stared at the tree which was
standing tall outside. It had many branches with small green leaves which
covered most of the window panes. Somehow, the tree brought back fond childhood
memories. Years back, when Abah was
posted to Kuching, we rented a bungalow situated by the roadside. During the
day, I would sit at a window which was facing the main road and waited for the
Chief Minister of Sarawak to pass as it was one of the main roads in Kuching.
Thinking back, it was kind of funny because it had become somewhat like a routine for me; as if
there was nothing better to do ! Once in a while, I would slip out of the house
and went to the nearest shopping complex just to do some browsing of goods!
Lucky me, never once was I caught in the
act by my parents! Ha ! Ha! Naughty me!
Now,
what I loved most about the house was being in the room which I shared with my sisters. In my mind’s
eye, I could still see it clearly. It was not a big room but it had large glass windows facing the main road.
There was an old tree just outside the
windows. It was a big tree and might have been there for a long time ; judging
from its rough and bulky wood as well as its twisted and ‘aching’ roots.
However, the tree was never a sore to my eyes. Instead, the tree provided an enriching night
experience for me. At night, before going to sleep, I would gaze at the stars
which seemed like glittering lights between the tree branches. On certain
nights, the tree was lit by a remarkable display of lights by a congregation of
one of God’s luminescent creatures; the
fireflies. It was simply dazzling and offered the most and dearest peace. On
rainy days, when it was too quiet and wet to have fun, I would sit beside the
window and watch the raindrops falling softly onto the leaves. Sometimes, when
the sky was clear, with no stars and glow-worms, I would just lie down, merely
watching the tree branches moving gently in the cool night breeze and wondered about the future. Was the future going to be promising? Where would I be ten
years from now ? These thoughts would
run through my head and put me to sleep.
Years have passed and I have found answers to some of my questions. Nevertheless, these memories will
stay with me forever.
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