Thursday, December 23, 2004

That Time Of The Year Again

Merry Christmas to you
Haven’t seen for for a while
How are you these days
You know sometimes I miss your smile

Merry Christmas to you
Do you remember same time last year

Merry Christmas To You by Shelley Leong in Storyteller

I’m starting on a Shelley Leong, Jewel and Alanis Morrisette (the lastest one) binge, trying to get music that’s in tune with my very reflective and mellow self at this time of the year. And so far I’ve been playing the Storyteller album to death in the CD player. It’s funny how sometimes the words of some songs are so much in line with my thoughts at the moment, expressing what I feel eloquently, with music :P I’ve been telling people I’ll stay in office on X’mas eve and wait for the 3 ghosts of X’mas. This year I have absolutely no ideas on what to do.

This time of the year, my memories will go far and far to the past, trying to remember what it was like every year. The thing is, I can’t remember every Christmas I’ve had. Maybe only a few but none vividly, just images and feelings. But I do remember being a happy child looking at all the pretty decorations in shopping malls and hotels. I remember how I always looked forward to TV programmes on X’mas Eve and X’mas. There was this Dunhill blockbuster thing that used to happen every year end and provided much entertainment for this lonely child. Lonely not because of lack of friends, but lonely because of that feeling of being different.

I remember the Santa Clauses and Santarinas distributing sweets to children. I remember being photographed with one. I remember wondering if Christmas can be truly magical and all good things would happen just because it was Christmas. I remember Christmas brunches and lunches and dinners in friends’ homes. I remember Christmas celebrations in school. I remember this huge party we had for children. I remember the friends. I remember the transient happiness. I remember the melancholy that sets in every year.

I savour this feeling because it shows that I’m still very much in touch, that I haven’t forgotten. Although I don’t celebrate Christmas (there are many events that I don’t celebrate :P), this time of the year still brings to me the message of hope, faith, renewal, kinship and love.

Do you remember your Christmases?


At December 23, 2004 2:33 pm, Blogger Saffron said...

I remember my first Christmas dinner. My mom's colleague invited us over and it was nothing like the Christmas dinners I saw on TV, with the turkey and the roasts and the berries etc. Childhood fantasy gone kaput. :p

I also remember my first and last time sitting on Santa's lap back when it was still appropriate for Santa to have kids on his lap, and pulling his beard off cos I had itchy hands. That's why it was the last time.

Merry Christmas. :)

At December 23, 2004 3:53 pm, Blogger Carneyz said...

my sister and I went to this party. For the first time ever, I won a lucky draw and I liked the gingerbread man they gave in this red stocking. I missed my childhood!

At December 24, 2004 8:43 pm, Blogger iblogme said...

I don't remember past Christmas. Maybe it's because it is not a significant event for me. But yeah, I remember those Dunhill blockbusters. ;) I used to look forward to it when I was a child.

At January 05, 2005 1:14 am, Blogger Resurrected said...

saffron : you naughty girl! anyway i think christmas tends to be stereotyped. it can be celebrated in culturally diverse settings.

career girl : you can make your own gingerbread now instead :P I think we all miss the carefree life of being children

iblogme : movie/tv addict huh? :P


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