This will be first and last time walking on the Railway Track.
Soon, this track will be disappeared from the face of this earth.
As I always say, all things are impermanent, even a solid structure like this Railway Track.
I started walking from Commonweath at 3.30pm and ended at Yew Tee at 8pm. In between, I took a short break at Railway Mall. It was quite tiring, but definitely very enjoyable! =)
I got a shock when a snake crossed the track in front of me.
A dilapidated house along the track.
Small, but it has a will to survive.
It is hard to see graffiti in Singapore.
It is even harder to see a nice one.
This place is so not Singapore.
It looks like a 3rd world country.
And I like it.
Sometimes, the journey is long and dry, but I have to go on.
Listen to some music.
And sing along to it.
Sometimes, the beauty is in small thing,
but we always miss it when we are in a rush.
While we have a destination to reach,
we could also enjoy the journey.
we need to slow down to enjoy little things,
the destination can wait.
MGS Girls @ King Albert Park's Railway Bridge.
I never thought that I would walk on this bridge,
but at the same time,
there are too many things in life that are beyond my ability to predict and forecast.
A couple in love. =)
I like this photo.
I walked over and suggested taking a photo for them using their camera.
They thanked me. =)
I am too nosey at times.
Taken at the road leading to Bt Timah Hill
I love the Greens.
I was quite emotional to see my school (Assumption English School) and St Joseph Church from the track. I also saw the statue of Mother Mary which we escorted from the old premise back to this premise. I could still recite the "Hail Mary" prayer after leaving school for so many years, even though I am a non-believer. On reflection, it is amazing that I did not convert (even though I thought about it before), and it is scary to know that an education institution is actually a strong tool to spread religious belief - especially to the young ones who are more malleable.
I love the feeling of being a tourist in my own country.
Sometimes, you gotta stop looking a the floor,
and look up.
The real beauty is over your head.
This chair has a lot of stories to share...
Sun had set.
Felt a bit cold.
I was alone.
But I wasn't lonely.
As I was listening to Faye Wong's "天空".
What a great way to end a day.