Leo Tolstoy once said:
"Respect was invented to cover the empty place where love should be."
To you whom I haven't met yet,
Here I am for another little chat with you & hopefully I should manage to say a lot before bedtime. I haven't be able to write anything for the last three weeks but today, I managed to get some good rest, a rest that I totally deserved.
Speaking of resting, most of the hawker stall especially around my housing area, close for today. I bet they are resting at home due to the scorching heat that engulfed Penang for the past few weeks & apart from a few people who go for a jogging, the neighbours stay at home & have their own siesta. It is not until 7.00 p.m. that people come on the streets & up until then, the streets looks like the postcard of a moon river, just empty.
Back again to my previous letter, which goes on about the story of my friend who fell in loved & married someone from different culture, race & religion. I used to do the same thing myself with a girl in my youth. But of course I didn't ended up getting married, unlike him. (hahahaha)
Still my hummingbird, apart from all the teasing that I did in every letters dedicated to you, I am sure I will love you very much in future & for the rest of my life. Well, some people call it sentiment, call it anything that you wish, but I often told you in my letters all sort of things, things which I hope to tell you face to face in future.
Perhaps people may laugh at me but you know, as strange as it sounds, I pray earnestly for the day to come as time goes by. 425 letters in 8 years, I will never give up. :)
The Half Moon Serenades.
14th of December 2014.