just went for piano..
didn't realise my teacher had the new walls repainted with an apple greenish white
and they were drawing murals


the cardboard on the floor,
the plastic disposable Tupperware,
newspapers,
brushes,
and unmistakably pelaka...
of all
pelaka...
with a wide range of colours...


surprisingly after piano, i was asked to help to paint a little
holding the similar brush in my hand,
wearing the same clothes which i wore during that time,
holding the same colour of pelaka which i used most then,
i started to draw like i did one and a half years ago...


shadow art exhibition...
how i miss every moment of it


the morning where i gotten my hand on polystyrene
and cursed for my unability to shape it
the time when i framed the drawings
and wrote the names down
the time when i struggled to use the staple gun
and end up with a red hand
the time when my name was written in pelaka on the board
underneath the layers of what remains
the night we ordered McD for supper
and offered a fry to the black cat
the dusk when everyone played poker cards
and talk away in cups of coffee
the night when we slept at 6 am
and woke up at 12 the next day
the night when i had a headache
and went to sleep at 11 when i slept around 2 the few days before
the after dinner when we did a backstreet boys scene video
and which still i kept carefully in my folders
the opening ceremony
which we wore the shadow tee proudly


as i hold the Tupperware of black pelaka
with the familiar smell of it whizzing into my nostrils every now and then
i couldn't help but wonder
how nostalgic... ><..