Made a rushed trip down after ISG to the Istana for the short ceremony just now. The junior, K, couldn't make it to receive his award as he's still stuck in some Brunei forest conquering army training challenges.
Saw CS senior, D, who was there taking pictures for the papers. Coincidentally, my scouts senior of one year, W, who signed on with the police force, was there too. Such a small world.
W, my mentor C and I had a quick catch up session after we were each done with our respective duties. And so we reminisced, as all people do when they're at an event related to a movement so close to their hearts.
It's amazing how we all started from the same unit but were there today playing different roles - W as police ceremonial escort, C as guest council member and myself as the unit representative (and of course to play teacher to K's parents).
The blues seem contained somewhere inside me. Maybe it's just the rainy weather, or the growing bugbear population.
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