Under the stars

Part of an essay I wrote for a friend and a true experience that happen a long long time back....

One faithful day, not surprisingly I ended up at bugis with my dearest friend or rather my knight as I would prefer to call… not having the mood to head back home yet as it was still a little early, we decided to explore bugis area. While walking along the shopping streets amidst a nostalgic architectural setting, we saw across the road the newly opened shopping place “Icon @ Bugis Point”. As a natural reaction we started walking towards it. It was a very narrow seven storey high building and cramped up with shops with barely space for more the 3 people to walk side by side nevertheless cozy and friendly. This was the case till level six. The mere sight of the seventh floor surprised us. Totally different from the rest, it immediately caught our attention. There was nothing except a few cube-shaped coffee tables and huge beanbags for seats. Best of all, there wasn’t a ceiling. Roofless, it was. There were just two others there at that point of time. Me and my knight pulled a few beanbags together and lie down and stared at the stars. And it had a very close view of the giant DHL balloon going up and down every few minutes, quite fascinating. Looking down I could see people rushing with their shopping bags and office workers heading back home. I felt as if I was a princess looking down from my castle at the soldiers so hectic below. A memorable experience it was. Relaxing under the stars, literally!

Sadly… my knight is too busy slaying dragons elsewhere to see stars with princess nowadays…