the missings

passed by sengkang mrt station today and noticed this relatively big board featuring some missing individuals. i slowed down my pace and read. i never thought of how their loved ones would feel, losing them one day (with no apparent reasons), and then frantically searching for them, resorting to pleading for the public's aid thru such bulletins. grasping the little glimmer of possible hope that they're hopefully not dead.

i had potentially walked past that very board a million times, day in, day out. my subconsciousness told me that it's non of my business, not as if i could remember their faces or would put a constant effort in looking out for them in my daily life. i had the couldn't care less attitude. the only likely emotion felt was being glad that at least non of those faces looked familiar to me. i'm pretty sure that most of us would think like-wise too, the selfish nature of human kind.

but hey, i thought again. it doesn't take a drastic disappearance in person or a public notice like this for us to feel the tangibility of missing someone, or to realise the physical absence of someone. if u really get what i'm trying to say here. we all have our own private notice boards like this in our lives.

that someone who still exist at the dusty corner of our minds
that someone whom we never get to meet for a long time, and before we realised, it has been a decade or more since you last saw that person.
the person that you had crossed paths with
someone who had more or less contributed to your past
that person whom u remembered the name, but could not put a face to it (vice versa)
our grandparents whom we see only once a year for chinese new year, then one fine day they're no longer around to spend CNY with.
that someone who taught you back in school, but you never saw again after graduation.

those people whom u had met, but very unlikely to see again this life time. but are the people you wouldn't mind meeting again simply to keep them in touch.

who are you missing today?