the bus stopped at the restaurant to have dinner. she was still angry with him for not satisfying her durian urge. they went for a durian trip but the durians were not good, they were either "sanfanshu" - not ripe or were not strong enough in taste. she was left high and dry.
"i told you to come 2 weeks ago. see, end-of-the-season durians are like that one, no good one. i don't care, i want to go geylang..."
"geylang?"
"to buy some maosanwang - i must get my durian itch cured or else, tonite you sleep in the couch."
"so late already go geylang, what will people think of you?"
"what? chicken? tell you what, a woman with a durian urge is worse than a chicken in geylang looking forward for her sole customer of the nite."
"go lah, go lah...."
so they started a tiff... until an hour later, they finished the dinner.... and out they came into the street.... still filled with chestfuls of gunpowder.... then they looked up at the sky.... there a rainbow crossed infront of them, from one end of the horizon to the other.
he said, "look, the rainbow...."
and his partner said, "oh.... today is the the seventh day of the seven moon in the lunar calender, QIXI, the chinese valentine day... once a year the cowherd is meeting his lover the weaver gal on this day. and the birds supposed to form a bridge across the sky for them to meet up. now instead, the rainbow does the job of the birds..... how lovely."
"look at the couple, they could only meet once in a year, and they still cherish their love like no tomorrow..... look at us, we meet everyday.... yet we make a mess out of our life.... what'd happened?"
- though they are just feet apart, there's no rainbow connecting their hearts!
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