Visualise a park on a windy autumn afternoon, the ground is
littered with red & gold leaves. The girl who you loved, if
only for a momment in you life is standing a hundred metres away
from you, her long silky hair being carried softly by the
wind.
The trees around you are naked and stark, there is faint music that
fills the air, of laughter, of bygone parties and secret meetings
between lovers. You freeze the frame, and you wish that it lasts
forever.
A flutter of wind blows a piece of newspaper your way, and the
crumpled sheet shows a faded headline "Australia, the land where
dreams comes true"..
Question : Do you think you could ever leave singapore?
