Back in the 80s, my cousin RR, sister and I all bought similar combs of the same colour and make and promised to keep in forever as a sign of our bond. At that naïve carefree age, we made a pledge that we would keep till end of time as common tool.
During about the same time, over the same holiday period, RR and I used to go crazy over the rock band ‘Cheap Trick’. Over and over again, we found intense joy in croaking in our untrained hoarse vocal cords to the song ‘If you want my love, you got it’ till it hurt and felt so good about it. The song used to be a regular feature on Radio RAAF Butterworth those days.
30 years after that eventful holiday, when I last met up with RR, I happened to mention about the comb and the song to him. And what do you know? RR had absolutely no recollection of the song that we used to sing. In fact, he asked; “Cheap who?” Do not even bother about the comb! And there I was keeping the blue plastic comb in pristine condition. Well, something mean more to some than others. Or maybe I am just a sentimental sensitive fool! Different things mean differently to different people.
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