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Friday, September 23, 2005
` Friday, September 23, 2005
It’s interesting how a business lunch can easily break the ice between two individuals who have barely spoken to each other, except for the polite pleasantries exchanged in the daily grind of work life.
Let’s call him PP (for the evergreen Peter Pan). The individual in question is, in my opinion, strangely attractive in his own non-conformist demeanour. This is one well-heeled metrosexual who looks and talks young at heart, making me feel highly ashamed of my “getting older” perspective of life in the mere late-twenties. His physical appearance reminded me of the lovelorn poet in Shanghai Baby (although I reckon that they must have extremely disparate lifestyles), what with his dreamy faraway eyes, longish fringe and tall, lanky frame. By the way, he also happens to be a very senior manager in a supposedly rigid compliance role, hence the visual contrast at first sight was startling to say the least.
I inquired about the appeal of Hong Kong that had convinced him to stay on for the past ten years. He drew the comparison between Singapore and Hong Kong as being poles apart in terms of the pace and lifestyle. He felt that the latter city possessed an unspeakable ‘vibe’ that was sorely missing back home. People here are constantly on the move and there are always lots of activities for the uninitiated, as well as the ease of travel to other major cities, all of which brought a sense of glamour to the host country.
My return trip to Hong Kong brought an almost about-turn impression from the last visit. The afternoon conversation only served to reinforce what I had now envisaged as a real possibility. A wave of urgency has surfaced within my psyche, strongly beckoning for a move outside of my comfort zone. I can only hope it's not a temporal remedy to address my current state of inertia.