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<\/p>\nA peaceful late noon and I drove down to the Kranji War Memorial for a quiet little stroll. It started drizzling after a while but I stayed on for some shots. Took some photos using my LC-A+ and also these two digital shots …<\/p>\n
I read somewhere recently that ‘in a war, what matters is not who is right but who is left’ …<\/p>\n
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And the battle’s just begun
\nThere’s many lost, but tell me who has won
\nThe trench is dug within our hearts
\nAnd mothers, children, brothers, sisters
\nTorn apart<\/p>\n
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
\nSunday, Bloody Sunday<\/p>\n
And it’s true we are immune
\nWhen fact is fiction and TV reality
\nAnd today the millions cry
\nWe eat and drink while tomorrow they die<\/p>\n
from the song ‘Sunday, Bloody Sunday’ by U2<\/em><\/p>\n Be thankful for what and who we have …<\/p>\n White kitchen walls with a thousand windows from the song ‘Breakfast after ten’ by Blue October<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" A peaceful late noon and I drove down to the Kranji War Memorial for a quiet little stroll. It started drizzling after a while but I stayed on for some shots. Took some photos using my LC-A+ and also these two digital shots … I read somewhere recently that ‘in … <\/p>\n![\"\"](\"http:\/\/www.ndroo.com\/blog\/wp-content\/gallery\/miscellaneous-digital\/new-begining.jpg\")
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\nTurn on Winston in the den
\nAnd I’m still asleep but I can hear the piano
\nWhen you make breakfast after 10
\nAnd I smell the coffee on your fingers
\nI still smell the perfume in the bed
\nThe crushed linen roses on everything
\nAnd you’re still inside my head<\/p>\n