After such a distressing morning…I went out with my butet, strolling through Jalan Masjid India, it was not in fact the perfect outing but then, anything for her :P  after saying goodbye and scheduling my visit to Cyberjaya… we went our separate ways…

Boarding the LRT… I sense an odd smell…it is at the millisecond that I come across the most beautiful hands…It was clean and lean… as I glance at those pretty hands and wonder who’s was it…I slowly slither my hands into my pockets…

Catching a glimpse to the owner, I dare say the hands deserve him…He closed his eyes and rested his chin on his hands…I say, today is not such a bad day at all… I caught a reflection of myself in the mirror and turned my head away…

Along the journey I stand my head held low seeing through a swaying keychain while listening to the shrieking noise between intervals. I’d say... I never did trace the odd smell after all...