When being attacked by the pro-communists media, HK superman Mr. Li replied with this quotation from old poet Mr. So or Mr. Pak.
Let me tell you my feeling about our city now.
A year has passed since the so called umbrella revolution. Things have changed, but there are a lot of things around us that have changed for so many years, which perhaps it is too late to notice, let alone rectify or reverse.
How about the shops on the streets. Most of them have become chain stores, running behind by a mega-size company. The staff do not even own the shops, for they are hired. It is the result of economic efficiency, they says. However, we don't just have the services we want: Do we deserve some bonding and relationship with the shopkeeper, who actually own and love this properties and products? Isn't it feeling better when you are suggested by a human being about some products you will like, rather than the calculation made by a big data, which predict what you will want?
How about the people in the trains. It just becomes very rare to see them read a real book, rather than their electronic devices. And it is also rare to see them read than play games. I know everyone, including me, needs relaxation. It makes me sick that we need some candy crush to relax ourselves everyday, while some group in the world deploy a machine to discover the presence of water in Mars.
How about everything else. Life has been dull and working is dull and mechanical. The more we try to avoid to become a robot, the more we are engaged into the institutions to run according to protocol, so we can avoid mistakes. The odourless and colorless has nothing worthy of living. You have been here to lighten up the road and electrify my life. But perhaps the timing has never been right or I must have been dreaming. You not only give me some meaning to life, but also wake me up from my dream in the end of September that you are leaving me.
I have not spoken everything I want to tell. The world and the time have torn me apart and I am never complete again. I can't handle any movie, for there is nothing interesting now. I can't listen to any music, for the melody is not attractive anymore.
After all the low, I just want to convert all my message into gratitude. Thank you for making me a human being for at least a while. Hope to see you again.
And the robot inside has lost his direction once again.
