Blast

Was at Kino; browsing, walking around, soaking in the smell of new books, replenishing my soul.

When a blast was heard, I was no more than 10m away from the blast.

No idea why the blast came by, or how or where exactly.

For a moment, my first thought was that the blast was a bomb blast. But there was no fire, commotion or anything, just couple of strains of loud sounds and a burning smell.

All the people around me sort of looked around, and realised that no one was panicking or hysterical continued on browsing.

Thinking that I do not want to stay any longer in Kino (it was time to go home, when you hear a blast, no matter what was the cause of the blast), coz it is the sane thing to do, and also the most comfortable and instinctive thing to do.

Reflecting, I think the blast was no more than pyrotechnics going off for a Breitling event happening at the atrium. But for a moment, it was damn scary, and my heart almost leaped out of my heart.

In 3 days, I have witnessed more drama than I wanted to in a week. I live next to an execution style murder & heard a real loud blast. Did I mention I saw a pane of glass mysteriously broken at Spinelli Amara.?

My sense of security is a tiny bit rocked… Looking forward to the weekend where I will be meeting my friends (HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY), spend some time at FUN-O-RAMA and remember that younger/ slightly more innocent me again.

Hopefully, the dosage of laughter, friendships, and wonderful re-collections will make up for all the peripheral drama.