There is a repainting project going on in the cluster of our apartment blocks. The original brownish orange colour is going to be replaced by purple and pink. As the workers painted the layer of white over the brownish orange, I felt sad as one of items that Bonny and I shared is being replaced. The nieghbourhood will not be the same anymore.
I remember those many walks that we had taken around these blocks. Some walks were purely for physical exercise and some were prayerwalks which Bony would lead me and his cell members to take. I miss his fervent prayers and his passion for the neighbourhood. Though the colour of the blocks may be changed, those memories of Bonny will remain.
