Nostalgiamania

I knew it, I knew it - I knew it!

They really played my song!


My all-time high nostalgiamania just got me doing the second crazy thing: I got my friends to relive our good ol' Mambo days by... asking them to Mambo once again. The one thing I have not done for... gosh! Six years!

I sent out this message, absolutely out of the blue, to the Mambo bunch: "Wed Mambo nite. Meet inside at our usual spot. No spouses/girlfriends/boyfriends allowed - unless you're Fifi or Eric (they were part of the Mambo bunch as friends, but now they're married). Only rule: we are to dress like how we would dress then - i.e. NO working attire. No talk about work. The only adult thing we can do is to make sure we don't get so smashed we can't even crawl to work the next day. Just say yes."

I couldn't gather the whole bunch together, but the bunch that turned up was just good enough.








Since we were supposed to "meet inside at our usual spot", naturally everyone was later than the stipulated 2230h. The first thing that greeted me when I met them at the usual spot - that familiar jug of Long Island Tea. I thought someone said, no long island tonight?

Thank goodness, that was the one and only chance I had to taste the sorely-missed drink. We weren't supposed to get smashed tonight.


The second thing that greeted me was... my song.

I knew they were going to play my song. Actually I was just hoping, because I can't remember if my song was a 'Mambo song'. Well, it was.

My friends all looked at me and exclaimed, "Your song! Your song!"


We all left just half an hour past midnight.

I think I made everyone happy tonight, to have revived the Mambo days for them. This is probably the only reason why a gathering among us could actually happen, all in such short notice - I think everyone secretly wanted to feel how it was like again.

Thanks guys.


I didn't head for home straight.

I took a drive to East Coast Park instead. I thought I could do nicely with some clean quiet air and some Happy Fries (that's what I call McDonald's fries - I think they make me happy).

It was just time for my nostalgiamania to cool off.