Once I had written how unhappy my heart had become because the longing that linger and dwell in my broken heart…
Since the first day I arrived to this country that was unknown to me, I mean, basically I know where Australia is and always envisioned that the country filled to brim with kangaroos jumping around on the ground and koalas hanging on the eucalyptus tree branches but at that time I had no idea how the place is and how the people is…
So, like I said before, since the first day I stepped my foot on this soil that is separated from other continents, since the first time I went into the movie, the first movie I watch here in Brissy was Spiderman 2… Since the first time I ate the popcorn here in Brissy, my heart grow heavy with sorrow and sadness…
My soft pink tongue had never taste popcorn so salty and dry in its life. The saltiness that was comparable to the swallowing boatful saltwater or swallowing the salt water crocodile full… The dryness that was comparable to the dried sand of Sahara that not even cactuses could get a teaspoon of water out of it or as dry as three days socks left in the smelly old shoes…
That is how dry and salty the popcorn here in Brissy… Totally different from the popcorn that I grow up with back in Malaysia. My naïve mind always thought that popcorn will be the same no matter where they are. How naïve and stupid I was! How green and shallow was my knowledge of popcorn! How totally embarrassing it is to find that the same happiness cannot be found in the popcorn here…
All this spark the spirit of finding and discovering the popcorn that I always adore here where I stay now…
The search and the finding never cease. Each passing days become the fuel to empower the spirit of searching for that one true popcorn that my heart beats for…
That was until the last day of Ekka, the day my heart is filled with the sweetness of popcorn love… I was totally dumbstruck and my heart pound so hard that I was actually afraid that my rib bones would be cracked and smashed to pieces… The feeling of despair for the fruitless search gave way for the feeling of rejoices that had blossomed in my heart! How happy was I to find the popcorn that I had long search for was right in front of me…
Since the first day I arrived to this country that was unknown to me, I mean, basically I know where Australia is and always envisioned that the country filled to brim with kangaroos jumping around on the ground and koalas hanging on the eucalyptus tree branches but at that time I had no idea how the place is and how the people is…
So, like I said before, since the first day I stepped my foot on this soil that is separated from other continents, since the first time I went into the movie, the first movie I watch here in Brissy was Spiderman 2… Since the first time I ate the popcorn here in Brissy, my heart grow heavy with sorrow and sadness…
My soft pink tongue had never taste popcorn so salty and dry in its life. The saltiness that was comparable to the swallowing boatful saltwater or swallowing the salt water crocodile full… The dryness that was comparable to the dried sand of Sahara that not even cactuses could get a teaspoon of water out of it or as dry as three days socks left in the smelly old shoes…
That is how dry and salty the popcorn here in Brissy… Totally different from the popcorn that I grow up with back in Malaysia. My naïve mind always thought that popcorn will be the same no matter where they are. How naïve and stupid I was! How green and shallow was my knowledge of popcorn! How totally embarrassing it is to find that the same happiness cannot be found in the popcorn here…
All this spark the spirit of finding and discovering the popcorn that I always adore here where I stay now…
The search and the finding never cease. Each passing days become the fuel to empower the spirit of searching for that one true popcorn that my heart beats for…
That was until the last day of Ekka, the day my heart is filled with the sweetness of popcorn love… I was totally dumbstruck and my heart pound so hard that I was actually afraid that my rib bones would be cracked and smashed to pieces… The feeling of despair for the fruitless search gave way for the feeling of rejoices that had blossomed in my heart! How happy was I to find the popcorn that I had long search for was right in front of me…
The humongous jumbo huge popcorn I bought accidently at Ekka.
Now I can say that Brisbane is a good place to live in… You can eat the nice and sweet popcorn here too…
3 comments:
Can't believe u typed so much just to say u bought popcorn.
Thanks I guess... I don't quite remember the exact word but I think Mojo Jojo of the powerpuff girls has the ability to do the same... It's an art!
They used to sell flavoured popcorns in Indooroopilly. It's a good thing to live near Pacific Fair where the store is.
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