Baby, what are you looking at?

Baby, what are you looking at?

A bird’s nest, the amazing balance that was sit still between tree branches

A bird’s nest, the amazing balance that was sit still between tree branches

Those three wise men

They first sat down on the bridge over San Sab canal, then one man played guitar, the other one sang along and the last one just laid down and slipped into his sleep.

Who are they?

People walked pass them expressed their feeling right in the face. Some gave them money, some walked away as far as they ever can from them.

What are they doing there?

The guitar man had a smile on his face, his teeth shone bright. The singing man sang loud. The other man was sleeping, still. They all look like bums and probably are homeless.

Where are they going to go?

Every time traffic starts killing me, I look around and always find something interesting. Today, that thing is these three menand the name of the canal bothers me. 

San Sab means ‘painful’. How ironic is that?

I have no idea what song were they singing but mine was ‘Nobody Know the Trouble I’ve seen’.

Hallelujah!


Alice in the ordinary land

A couple days ago, while I was waiting impatiently for the green light, I spotted a girl in waitress uniform, light gray Alice knee length dress with a match apron. She was tracing a zebra crossing.

The place where I stopped is one of the biggest and busiest junctions in Bangkok and it looked like she was not belong here in the central of the metropolis. 

That cute little pink purse she carried seems heavier than it was, she hardly swang her arms, and those white sneakers were like two fluffy rabbits with fringed ears made of shoe laces.

I named her “Alice of the ordinary land”

Once the red light went out, it snapped me back to the reality. I already late for an appointment and distracted…


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