The Running Man

Mooncake

A touching moment happened today at work that I just thought I would share and recount to my friends (ok or maybe its just some random thoughts and highly emotional thinking :P).

Now there are times while I was in Sydney where I just felt alone, lonely, and abandoned...the feeling just comes and goes...well anyway for no apparant reason I was feeling like that this afternoon when my work/volleyball friend Leo came by and offered to share with me a piece of his mooncake that his parents had brought over from Melbourne (yes..he comes from Melb and his parents were just here to visit). Now I know that Mooncake festival is long long over, and I had memories of last year when there was so much variety of mooncakes around (in Singapore) and they were happy times :P. This mooncake that Leo offered to share with me was like wrapped up in one of those plastic wrappers (Lotus paste flavour) and it was just one. That got me thinking...that last year I could have had a huge quantity of mooncake of definitely better quality...yet here I was sitting down with my friend and just sharing this little piece of Chinese tradition amongst ourselves.

There was something about the moment that just taught me to appreciate the simple pleasures that occurs in ones life and to have no regrets about coming to Sydney...here I was having met a good friend who even offered me to share his one and only piece of mooncake.

Ok you must be thinking I am just talking crap (haha...maybe I am...just had a vodka + redbull :P and just got back home) and nonsense...but well at that moment it was hard to describe how I felt...except maybe I was at peace with myself :) know what I mean?

posted by Darren at 6:48 PM