walk on: a eulogy...
walk on: a eulogy...my feet are officially dead.
*and as to be expected, the post mortem autopsy (redundant, i know... but then again, "post mortem autopsy" sounds cool... so it's okay) has revealed that indeed, the cause of death can be attributed to my feet being "over-walked" as a result of incessant shopping (or incessantly following the golden girls as they shop), sight-seeing, frolicking around popular (and unpopular... i make my own you see) tourist attractions and gallivanting all through the night in strange and foreign locales.
the bright side of things here is that, at least, my feet were able to reach, touch and roam on mainland china ground before their impending expiration and cessation. ooh... and as a fringe benefit of sorts, my feet were also able to walk upon the famed spit (excess saliva and mucous) that some (or most) of the local chinese residents have hawked, regurgitated and let fly onto terra firma.
gross, i know, albeit it being fascinating. but don't take these remarks against me. i'm simply writing the truth... something i witnessed countless times today.
wait... i'm digressing. back to my feet.
as i was saying, my feet were able to roam on chinese soil today... for the first time. and needless to say, it was one for the books (my books at least). although they failed to trail through the great wall, wander through the streets of ultra-modern shanghai or to even find its way to the ancestral homes of zhang ziyi and yao ming (some of the things they hoped on doing upon reaching the mainland), the experience was still sensational.
they got to tread on and along the chinese coastal city's (area and city name to be added later. author is currently forgetting the names. what a blockhead...) various venues, its historical landmarks, bus and subway stations, shopping malls and streets (both above and under ground), restaurants, parks, restrooms, hotels, skyscrapers, playgrounds, ports, docks etc... oh... and as well as its various official immigration halls and offices. definitely a blast.
too bad they had to succumb so soon. there were still so many things that they wanted to do. so many heights to reach, so many depths to fathom, so many other malls to invade... you know? the things that really count. but alas, it was not meant to be. at least not yet. we all believe in life everlasting right? well, so do they.
but for now, this is where their story ends. but not before their ever-loving owner gave them their farewell endowment. as a simple fruit and reward for their unwavering allegiance and loyalty to him, the owner robed them with brand new leather boots. a simple gesture, yes, but nevertheless very much greeted with much adulation.
sigh...
they were good feet. wonderful feet, in fact. gentle, faithful, persevering, obedient... yet strong, sure, steady and fast... willing to fight on... to walk on... till the end. surely... they will be missed.
but do not fret, my friends. all is not lost. someday... someday for sure. when the right hour comes (after lots of rest and most importantly, a day or two at the foot spa)... they will be back again. better than ever. back again to walk... back to walk on... across the mountains, across the miles, across the malls... with a vengeance.
until that day comes... we will definitely be waiting patiently... with great anticipation... with joyful hope.
*history in the making. probably the longest sentence i've written on this blog's history... err... not!
posted by nicolas @ 3:35 AM
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