
Yesterday was one of those rare occasions I went out at night to have a coffee with some friends in a nice wine bar in NUS.
I drove off after the coffee session and got lost in NUS, going round in circles wanting to get to the exit at Science Park. I ended up going one big round and exiting at Clementi Road instead.
I decided it was a nice night to take a leisurely car ride back home, so I took the long route and drove towards Pasir Panjang leading to Science Park Road. As I was about to turn into Science Park Road, I saw Kent Ridge Park, a place I have fond memories of, and decided to detour up there.
Kent Ridge Park is the place I used to go with my beloved dog, Rambo. We used to go there for walks. This is the place we spent many nice and quiet moments together enjoying the nature and fresh breeze.
Amongst all the dogs I have had before, I loved Rambo the most. He is the dog that I have spent the longest time with, and my love for him was truly unconditional despite the fact that he was the most temperamental and difficult dog I had ever had.
My beloved Rambo has since left me and as I sat in my car, listening to Gold 90.5 on my radio, I reminisced those wonderful times we had together .
I still do not have the courage to have another dog yet, and I know it will take a very long time before I can get over the loss. To many, the best way to get over the loss is to take on a new one, something I strongly disagree. Commitment towards a dog is for life; a pet is not something you use to tide over your emptiness only to chuck it aside when you no longer need it. For me, to be able to love another like I used to love Rambo, I have to first get over the loss of Rambo.
As I drove out of Kent Ridge Park, I know I will never look back again. It’s been a long time since Rambo left me, and it is time for me to learn to let go and stop blaming myself for the decision I made to put him down when I saw that he was suffering at that time. It will be a long time before I will step foot again at Kent Ridge Park as I will be relocating somewhere else. I hope the next time I am back to Kent Ridge Park, I will be there with a new dog.
As we approach the last tranche of our TBT trial, there are alot of emotions build up for myself and my fellow co-defendants.








