When I was still in primary school, Dad bought me a mickey mouse watch. You know, the one where you have Mickey's hands (or rather leg, since Mickey is a mouse) pointing out to the numbers. My sister somehow wore it to school and lost it. But I did'nt get mad at her. I guess when you are still young, you tend to loose things.
But only after not having it anymore, I came to realise the value of something that I have lost. The value is not tied to ringgit and cents but rather to the fact that it was my first watch. It had a sentimental value though. Since then, I never really got the hang of wearing a watch.
- In secondary school, I carry around a watch in my pocket, minus the band.
- Over the years, I bought cheap watches and lost it. Who bothers.
- Watches, somehow is not a good birthday present for me.
- Nowadays, no one look at watches to know the time, anyway. Handphones, remember?
Lets keep things simple. As simple things will stand the test of time.
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