Oddities Observation

The many inexplicable things of life cannot be finished off in an article here, but i'd like to highlight something particularly interesting that happened to me on Sunday.

DIWALI VALTHUKKAL!


Pure Fun & joy i've not had in a long while...
I was to meet pakcik at 4+pm at Little India station as agreed in earlier sms exchanges.
Of course, we met an hour after the arranged time, hence my story.

Strange happening #1: Om's call at 17:03 was strangely cut off when i was on the expressway and under the call log, it registered as Received but with no time...when i'd spoken to him for about a minute.
So i texted him at 17:04 to say i'd be there in ten minutes.
Well, when my bus hit the place, i checked the time; 17:17. Thankfully, he was late too.

So, we were in Mustafa Centre and i was looking to buy popcorn and we managed to find it at aisle '16 and 1/2' after searching the entire aisle 17 as a staff told me.

Just before we parted ways, we went for teh at a coffee house across the road from Albert Hotel, and pakcik had to choose table 17, furthest one that is right smack next to the road.

SEE WHAT I AM GETTING AT?
Seimiosis or seimiotic, I'd finally noticed OUR AFFINITY with the number 17, sweet seventeen, close to the end of our night, and Oms enlightened me on the 'S'-words that perfectly descibe the situation.
Serendipity is making a little fortunate discovery, isn't that so for my case?
Not that i know what the number 17 holds for me at this moment...


Happy Visitor


Innocence


Alley Diva


Popular Mall


A crowded scene


Bola Volley


A game on a festive night


Drama Mamas (the irony)


Introducing...


Broadway!! His thang ;)


Flashing neon signs dull for a moment


Pakcik bags it


Random Roadside Act


Deepavali Alleyway


Selamat Diwali


(Cina) Teh Tarik before we go





Individuals who are prone to absorption, imagination and fantasy are particularly likely to remember their dreams and to report other vivid nocturnal experiences.
I want to be more aware of what i think on a subconscious level.
I want to be a lucid dreamer.

Dreams are the royal road to the unconscious mind.
-Sigmund Freud
To dream, perchance to remember
-Shakespeare (edited; To sleep, perchance to dream)