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2:28pm

May 22, 2008

Whenever I’m out of the country…I experience something different.

While walking on the errie road of HK I felt a flash of deja vu like lightning in the middle of the desert. I’ve never been in HK before but I think I’ve dreamt of being there…I don’t know…It just looks familiar…then I just felt like home. I just felt like being in a place, that I used to be. I have no idea, why I stare at these people bowing there heads at 2:28 pm, as if I looking for someone I know; its like a ghost is hunting me anywhere I go.

This place… this place is filled with tourist from around the world, yet it seems so lonely…yet it seems so sad. I can’t believe there is a such weary place on Earth. It just feels so heavy inside. Maybe because of the energy that the residents are giving out. I sensed the sad energy of bereavement from the families and friends of the victims of the killer quake in China, perhaps. I can somewhat feel there sorrow.

This is just like the feeling I felt when my obasan passed away last three years ago. It was dawn, the sun hasn’t risen yet and I heard a knock on the door of our house. I immediately stood up and opened the door and saw my mom standing crying and just suddenly she delivered the sad news. She sat on the chair of the study table and cried. I gave tissue and rubbed her back, she picked up her phone and started dialling numbers. I was ashamed of myself for being overwhelmed by the sadness of my mom rather than feeling sorrowful for the death of my obasan. After making several phone calls, my mom wiped her eyes and immediately went out. I was left in the house with my brother, who was sleeping on the sofa.

I sat on the chair, where my mom sat. And, suddenly tears ran down from my eyes. I was shocked for the very strong feeling. I just felt like someone else. Its not me…its my mom. And I continued crying even I wasn’t sitting on that chair anymore.



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kamusta nmn. ni-research ko pa ang meaning ng obasan./hahaha. auntie daw ba un? e gnun nmn yata talaga… mas naiisip mo ung nanay mo kesa sa auntie. :]

Posted by lou at May 23, 2008, 10:05 am

actually obasan parang nanay nanayan…pero siya ang lola ko… hindi ko lang alam… it happens a lot… I can feel the feelings of others left in a place or an object.. hindi ako psychic pero…just an experience…

Posted by berbux at May 23, 2008, 3:38 pm

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