Going Home

I don’t know why,

It’s always a tremendous excitement to see home again,

I don’t know why,

I always love home; mum, bro & sis, my room, my books, and everything abt home,

It’s always full of anticipation & certain expectation,

And certain longing to see the old faces again,

I don’t know why,

Though i’ve been home many times,

As if it’s my first time going home,

Especially this Christmas time,

I think that’s what we long for,

A home; full of joy, warmth, love, and rest.

So most likely won’t touch this page again till next year.

If you’re reading this, it’s most probably my last entry this year (unless tonite i’ve time to write something).

Overall i can say i’m satisfied.

Looking forward for a New Year 

And one lesson learnt this year: “There is A God” 

Merry Christmas 2005 & Happy New Year 2006 :>

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