Thursday, August 18, 2005

Indian tennis star

I was arrowed to do some saikang on some major event in some posh hotel concerning President Nathan. The whole building's cordoned off for the purpose of security and there were to be lots of guests and famous dignitaries and foreigners coming to visit. It felt like NDP or something with lots of soldiers, police and volunteers and people milling around wearing different kinds of uniforms doing various things from security to ushering. Of course, I couldn't even remember what I was supposed to be doing, the only thing being certain that I had some nice fancy pass which 1 security personnel reminded me to put on when I arrived there and I promptly did, and it allowed me to swagger around the different levels and sections of the hotel.

I remembered milling around and having various dignitaries and even a famous Indian tennis star ask me tough questions about Nathan (what was the score of Nathan's recent tennis game?) through their indecipherable and thick accents and I'd be providing plenty of politically correct replies lest I heard their questions wrongly.

Security was extremely tight.

Then, alas. I wasn't on armed detail, and then suddenly there were loud sirens from outside the huge glass wall. I was at that point in time having a most heart-wrenching conversation with the Indian tennis star - looking all hot and sweaty after a game of tennis. There was a huge panic. The staff and security, which outnumbered the foreign guests, all started rushing about in a mad panic - yes, even the children volunteers (I had absolutely no idea what they were doing there - crowd fillers or flag wavers for national events I guess) and the sirens got louder and louder. Finally, they reached their loudest and I thought - ok we'll know what's going on now but then the sirens just stayed on but nothing happened. Suddenly, we heard loud voices commanding get down and everyone got down, including me. And then I woke up.

The siren was still on and it was coming from the carpark downstairs 2 blocks away. Probably one of the many old folk in the neighbourhood had an emergency. I heard lots of children's voices - it was Eunos Primary School nearby.

Weird dream. Hah.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Not on armed detail and talking to an indian tennis star who could be a terrorist in disguise. Hardly the kind of security I would employ for a president. But then again, who needs armed escorts when you're only dealing with you-know-who from the SDP? :P

skye580belinda said...
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acuransx said...

there were lots of armed ppl moving around... I just wasn't 1 of them.

And who knows I could have been sub-consciously profiling the tennis star before bringing him in...