November 19th, 2007

Crazy

:: Quadrants and Squares ::



:: Quadrants and Squares ::



It was about a fortnight ago.
A quiet morning it was, when MJ drew up this quiz on a piece of paper.
It was a simple quiz for M and me.
Engaging it was, that I quizzed T and MJ2 over the weekend.
Here goes:

1. Divide the first quadrant (with a small black square) into 2 equal parts.

2. Divide the second quadrant (also with a black square) into 3 equal parts.

3. Divide the third quadrant (same here) into 4 equal parts.

4. Lastly, divide the fourth quadrant (no black) into 5 equal parts.



Crazy

:: Saying Goodbye to a Decade ::



:: Saying Goodbye to a Decade ::



I strolled through the premises of SAFTI after my ROD FFI.
The red-bricked buildings remain unweathered even after more than a decade of existence.
The funny thing about buildings is that even though they are inanimate,
They have the power to evoke our memories associated with them.
This was the place I lived and breathed as a cadet, after all.
I recalled our first turn-out during the Tri-Service term.
Hours after arriving at our barracks, we received a surprise turn-out.
Everyone fell-in, and there was one man short.
We ended up repeating the entire turn-out process four times, in double-quick time.
Apparently a lone cadet in an obscure bunk slept soundly through the entire turnout.
M eventually became my best buddy, and the father of my godson.
I recall too, my chin-up sessions with KK, as we tried to beat each other.
I was Alpha-best, and he was Bravo-best, during BMT.
The friendly competition extended to OCS, and then, for a decade more.
But no more.
Then there were the SOCs, route marches; the blood, the sweat and the tears.
Of men loved and taught and commanded and inspired and connected.
I stood for a moment at the Warriors Hall.
I saw dark clouds gather; it was going to rain.
I closed my eyes and saw the passing of a decade.
I continued walking, and wonder,ed
If I would ever walk this way again.