:: reflection ::

as i was at Far East having my hair cut
i looked into the mirror
and saw my own reflection.

suddenly felt i looked alike my father
of whom I've not seen in eons.
not sure how he looked like now.

but that moment,
i saw myself in him,
or him in me.

and i saw my mother too.

nonetheless
i am product of the love they once had.
of course I have both their genes.

just hope i inherited the good ones...

then again...
i think again of how my mum is working hard to feed me, to bring me up to university, so provide me my pocket money and all my frivolous expanses.

I promise to be a good, thrift boy from now.

i hope...