Have you ever wondered why the hometown of people are so important? I just realised why.
As we continue moving on, walking on a path which we believed so much in, we continue to create new circles. New circles of friends, new circles of favourite places, restaurants or even bars. With everything that constantly change, we always find ourselves having to adapt to the changes. Our lives never really settle down all the way.
But one thing that perhaps never change is our birthplace. Now, this is where it all changes. Having been brought up in a city where its all so familiar is one that we cannot part with. We know the area like the back of our hand, our school, our home, our neighbours. Everything seems to fall into place. The area stays, it never changes even as we progress, or at least it seems so. Nothing much does really happens. For instance, bukit batok would always be here, same as New Jersey in the United States. The place just seems laid back enough, an area where we can catch up with the pace. It seems just right.
But once we have to move on, those strings and ties we have held on so dearly for so long, would all have to be broken. We have to continue to adapt to change. But is it all worth it? We question. But yet, we do not have control over our better judgement. We have to move on, in order to progress. We can never ever give up on something that has been part of our lives for so long. Its far too emotional. As we pack, we start to reminiscence on the good times. Our tears start to roll down, we start to move slower, our limbs are reluctant. But nonetheless, we continue with weakened muscles. Hence when we continue to a new area, we never seem to blend in as easily as where we were born. It all seems too new, like a new planet, a new world.
However, being humans we shall continue, we have to, in order to make progress. Thus I shall to. Getting teary-eyed, I know I have no choice, but to move on, still holding on to the past, keeping the strings intact, but yet embracing the future.