Aggression and Affection
fight for pole position
leaving space for who else but
Mr Disappointment

oh well, meditation works
but only for a while
I tilt my chin, and lift my head,
and look to God and smile

Thumbing through its final pages,
Parallel journeys of two men’s redux;
Arriving where I depart.

I have my own ideas of how things should go;
do not bother me.
Today, I am an unique individual, just like
everyone else.
You with your signs and loud-hailers, keep your
sense of justice to yourself.
I have hope. I have anger.

Politics is personal.

Slipping into Kathmandu like I’ve never left,
Summer’s waning, the air chilly;
More familiar than I thought.

He thought “Oh great, what a beautiful light,“
And a picture of this place will be such a sight.”
So, straightening his scarf,
He vowed not to let this pass.
He knocked on the door and a girl answered.
He explained his purpose.
She told him, in the end, that it is now too late,
And he should return next morning when she and the rest will await.
Looking at his watch, he nodded and said, “That will be great.”

And he fears, never gonna take a picture of another girl.
From now, it’s only she that he remembers,
The one and only muse of a travelling photographer.
And she is left to wonder, when will he return to take another picture?
Not one to hold much hope,
But the sense of uncertainty is too much for her to cope.

He returned the next morning
And true to her words, she had been waiting.
He gave her his best smile
And took off his boots and sat down for a while.
She was a student just like him
But while he had graduated, she was still studying.
Awaiting for her results to go college,
He gave her his blessings and said:
“May good luck be with you.
And when you do make it, don’t forget that I once said you will.”

The minutes passed and the conversation was great,
So much so that he almost forgot he has some pictures to make.
Picking up his camera, he did his thing.
Posing the folks in the house within.
The girl was last and she stood straight as wood.
She has never done this before, and was quite awkward.
He let her be for her beauty was so great,
Even the awkwardness becomes a visual treat.

Just as he thought that was it
Something in his mind just clicked.
Instead of leaving things like that,
He thought he would take it to another step.
“I can spend more time here but what is the point?”
“I’d rather print this out so that you will something tangible to remember me by.”

And he fears, never gonna take a picture of another girl.
From now, it’s only she that he remembers,
The one and only muse of a travelling photographer.
And she is left to wonder, when will he return to take another picture?
Not one to hold much hope,
But the sense of uncertainty is too much for her to cope.

And he returned, just a few minutes late.
The printer had some problems which had him delayed.
Sweating like a mad dog, he handed her the prints,
And the smile she gave made him grin.
Waiting for him to take off his boots again,
But he told her that this time, he was not coming in.
She begged him to stay for lunch.
He looked at his watch and it says not enough time.
“I am sorry girl, but I must now be gone.
I have a train to catch, right on the dot at one.”

And he fears, never gonna take a picture of another girl.
From now, it’s only she that he remembers,
The one and only muse of a travelling photographer.
And she is left to wonder, when will he return to take another picture?
Not one to hold much hope,
But the sense of uncertainty is too much for her to cope.

On the train, he thought about his big mistake.
Why didn’t he gave her a picture of himself instead?
Then he realized that the best pictures of him are not made of photo paper,
But the heart and the memory of a pretty young girl.

Bangla
up 10 storeys he walk
washing the cars that sleep at night
wheels he can’t afford

這一段無曲的歌詞是獻給和我一起成長的踢球朋友，沒有你們就沒有今天的我。

足球黨

兩點半 開始想 何時才能到外玩
電話响 來催赶 溜出家別往後看

父母忙 沒人管 一群男孩天下闖
布鞋燣 衣著凡 不能阻擋少年強

我們都是 一群不怕世界的足球黨
英雄想當 是每個男兒都有的夢想
路還很長 還有好多事情 等著我們各別去管去煩
不同方向 即使命運不同 但我門還是能一起成長

一二三 伸手掌 黑黑白白分組玩
球一發 敵隊擋 世界縮到球場上

半場完 超市赶 便宜飲料好渴望
一毛錢 買冰棒 破成一半兩人享

我們都是 一群不怕世界的足球黨
英雄想當 是每個男兒都有的夢想
路還很長 還有好多事情 等著我們各別去管去煩
不同方向 即使命運不同 但我門還是能一起成長

盡情玩 大声喊 踢球不愁要得奬
向前攻 踢到晚 哪怕功課做不完

把煩惱 放一旁 簡單日子沒欲望
滿身汗 腳底髒 就是我們的奬狀

我們都是 一群不怕世界的足球黨
英雄想當 是每個男兒都有的夢想
路還很長 還有好多事情 等著我們各別去管去煩
不同方向 即使命運不同 但我門還是能一起成長

小小瘋狂 小囂張 美好回憶別遺忘
未來降 大家忙 何時再能球一場？

Suddenly the rain came
and poured like never before.

Motorcyclists caught by surprise,
they pulled up side by side.

Laughing at each other’s misery,
they were strangers no more.