blast from the past

today, i met one of the ghosts of my past.

his name shall not be mentioned for fear of google searches, as forewarned by a certain mr hew. not that he's warned me about the power of google but because he has found my blogs by googling "apple strudel", back when my landlady used to steal my food.

on impulse, i called out to him, and he came by to say hi. he did not speak my name perhaps for fear that i had changed it, as i had a habit of doing back then. he asked for my namecard, which i had thankfully run out of due to a press conference at the japanese embassy earlier that evening - and i had refused to give him my mobile number. after all, i had almost caused the breakdown of his marriage.

that was a dramatic one, our history, with jealous confrontations (by wife), scandals and money (he's got it, i didn't take it but the wife thought i accepted it). throw in illicit liaisons and you pretty much get the idea of what we had back then. that's what taiwanese drama serials are made of, lol!

i had loved him so. then when i didn't love him, he loved me. that was basically what had almost caused the unfortunate crack in his marriage. i'm glad i left early enough for it to hold together.

at least i hope it's still being held together! i didn't ask, neither.


anyhoos. i made contact after i'd dallied for dinner and had been seen home by a rather "warm" acquaintance. i'd left no tracks, no rope to hold on to.

i'd been wanting to thank him, for the times we had, good and bad. hadn't seen him till today. and today, i finally did.

the end.