Both Life And Fiction

Dreams Vs Reality

Chapter Four

My train of thought was interrupted... by Liz suddenly. "Alice," she asked me in a very surprised manner, before I replied to her with a "what is it?"

When I looked at the screen with the interview segment still going on for a while before we resumed our girls' talk. She got closer to watch and accompany me. "Oh, Alice" she said, her voice shocked, "is this that nerd who asked for her other besties, bestie's number long before this?"

Well. No one knows that it is a decade ago and I bet not even that other lady seemed to have other admirers at that point of time, the same, just as we were all neutral bystanders back then who just chanced upon that stranger back in the nostalgic era. Bring it forward to this modern era before we retired to our room for the night in the chalet.

With such a trail of thoughts in the silence of the night, all of which aspects of maybe... Just my imagination or merely my dream, such an uncanny resemblance of scenario in reality, it happened again. As I am lying my head sideways against the pillow on my bed and composing myself, preparing my mood to rest for the night.

From the beginning, my impression of this stranger, but yet he was not an unfamiliar face to many of us. He seemed kinda like a very reliable, responsible and very humble and polite boyish first impression. But now, by looking back on some of his works, he should be on the wilder, hyperactive side, more under a subtle of deeper side of his own self.

By the time my dream ended, in reality, what I think is very clear is that there are two worlds and futures there. Bruce or what everyone, almost all Asians should know, it was evident that he will be flying a lot, going places and more famous than a lot of average folks, while a group of us are certainly, almost grounded. Nevertheless, there is no doubt that we all take pride in whatever trade we are doing in our own native country.