D Drama Day
Friends have always say that I have great imagination and will be a great scriptwriter. So let's test it. If you think i can be one, leave a comment.
Imagine this.
One drizzling day, a pretty lady stood at the Tanjong Pagar station. In her hands, she hold a surprise for her date. A specially customised bottle of perfume all the way from France.
There she was waiting for her date to come by the driveway.
Excitedly and confidently.
Soon after, one handsome man drove towards her.
He wound the window and said," Hi dear, I got to rush for a urgent meeting.
I cannot have dinner with you. I will call you later."
Her heart sank. But she still holds dearly to the hope that this man will be delighted by her present. So, she passed the present to him. Coincidentally, his man got her a gift too. A gentle smile wiped across her face.
A loud honk broke this beautifult moment. Then came along with the shattering sound of the bottle of perfume, the gift for her love. Her heart plunged down along with the perfume.
"I have to go. Call you later. Don't worry about the present", He said.
He left her picking up the broken pieces on the pavement.
The lingering perfume now has a stint of sadness.
She holds her tears, seaching for the nearest restroom to clean the stain on her dress.
As she made her heavy steps, the paper bag that holds her present from his man gave way. Coincidentally, it was a bottle of perfume too. It too broke.
At this very moment, she cannot hold on anymore.
The strength and beauty in her eyes faded.
Do the 2 bottles of perfumes speak for themselves?
He and her are not meant to be together?
Inspired by a tragic incident.
Her perfume = Olive oil. His perfume = SKII product.
Imagine this.
One drizzling day, a pretty lady stood at the Tanjong Pagar station. In her hands, she hold a surprise for her date. A specially customised bottle of perfume all the way from France.
There she was waiting for her date to come by the driveway.
Excitedly and confidently.
Soon after, one handsome man drove towards her.
He wound the window and said," Hi dear, I got to rush for a urgent meeting.
I cannot have dinner with you. I will call you later."
Her heart sank. But she still holds dearly to the hope that this man will be delighted by her present. So, she passed the present to him. Coincidentally, his man got her a gift too. A gentle smile wiped across her face.
A loud honk broke this beautifult moment. Then came along with the shattering sound of the bottle of perfume, the gift for her love. Her heart plunged down along with the perfume.
"I have to go. Call you later. Don't worry about the present", He said.
He left her picking up the broken pieces on the pavement.
The lingering perfume now has a stint of sadness.
She holds her tears, seaching for the nearest restroom to clean the stain on her dress.
As she made her heavy steps, the paper bag that holds her present from his man gave way. Coincidentally, it was a bottle of perfume too. It too broke.
At this very moment, she cannot hold on anymore.
The strength and beauty in her eyes faded.
Do the 2 bottles of perfumes speak for themselves?
He and her are not meant to be together?
Inspired by a tragic incident.
Her perfume = Olive oil. His perfume = SKII product.
posted by Kai_Xin at 7:45 PM
2 Comments:
Oh my goodness...the SKII stuff did not go unscathed?? Poor thing...hw then??
Haha ... The SK stuff is intact. Lucky the bottles are made with glass-looking plastic. If not, my pocket will magically burn a hole instanteously.
But the bottle of olive oil was not so lucky. It was instant death due to non-stop bleeding. :P
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