Saturday, October 20, 2007
Doppelganger!
Doppelganger (dop-pel-gang-er):
Originates from German, with doppel meaning double and ganger meaning goer. And as i quote the definition from Webster dictionary:
1) a ghostly counterpart of a living person
2) double
3) alter ego
4) a person who has the same name as another
I'm not sure about definitions 2 - 4, but I certainly know about definition 1. I have heard stories of how these ghostly apparitions try to warn the living about certain impending dangers. They dress/look/sound exactly like the living counterpart, so much so that even close friends and relatives cannot tell the difference. In fact, I have a friend who saw his sister's doppelganger, right in his own home.
Ok, so what with doppelganger? Well, I saw my doppelganger today. Ok, I exaggerate. Nothing ghostly about this one, it's full flesh and blood.
I was having lunch with my parents at our regular prawn noodle store along East Coast Road. As I was tucking into my tasty prawn biscuit (hae bia... the ngor hiang type), I happened to look up and I saw this girl. As I munched nonchalantly with the words... she looks familiar running in my head, sudden realization hit... She looks like me! It's as if I was looking at my reflection in the mirror. My prawn biscuit nearly dropped out of my mouth.
I know many people will probably think that i am over sensitive, or perhaps its the angle or something. I sought a second opinion. I nudged my dad in the ribs. "Oei, pa, look at that girl over there, on the left, 11 o'clock in front". My Dad glanced up from his prawn noodles, scanned to the direction stated and he said: "Wah... look like you". So I'm pretty sure it's not just me being over sensitive.
With long straight hair with brown ends, she was tanned, same face shape as mine and wearing similar specs. On hindsight, I should've taken a pic. But i was already doing something quite rude: staring. I think i must've stared too hard, cos she looked right back at me. And interestingly, it wasn't an irritated "why u stare at me look", but more like she also realized that I look like her. For a brief second we just looked at each other... before both of us quickly broke our gaze to our food, slightly embarrassed and somewhat shocked.
Soon after, she got up and left. To which my dad commented: "she looks like a shorter bak bak (meaty) version of u". Well, she definitely was more feminine as she was wearing a denim skirt. I lamented to my dad that nonetheless, she still looked like me. To which my dad said... "but you have a common face what".
Basket......... should've shot him back with: I common face also have to blame you and ma lor!
Originates from German, with doppel meaning double and ganger meaning goer. And as i quote the definition from Webster dictionary:
1) a ghostly counterpart of a living person
2) double
3) alter ego
4) a person who has the same name as another
I'm not sure about definitions 2 - 4, but I certainly know about definition 1. I have heard stories of how these ghostly apparitions try to warn the living about certain impending dangers. They dress/look/sound exactly like the living counterpart, so much so that even close friends and relatives cannot tell the difference. In fact, I have a friend who saw his sister's doppelganger, right in his own home.
Ok, so what with doppelganger? Well, I saw my doppelganger today. Ok, I exaggerate. Nothing ghostly about this one, it's full flesh and blood.
I was having lunch with my parents at our regular prawn noodle store along East Coast Road. As I was tucking into my tasty prawn biscuit (hae bia... the ngor hiang type), I happened to look up and I saw this girl. As I munched nonchalantly with the words... she looks familiar running in my head, sudden realization hit... She looks like me! It's as if I was looking at my reflection in the mirror. My prawn biscuit nearly dropped out of my mouth.
I know many people will probably think that i am over sensitive, or perhaps its the angle or something. I sought a second opinion. I nudged my dad in the ribs. "Oei, pa, look at that girl over there, on the left, 11 o'clock in front". My Dad glanced up from his prawn noodles, scanned to the direction stated and he said: "Wah... look like you". So I'm pretty sure it's not just me being over sensitive.
With long straight hair with brown ends, she was tanned, same face shape as mine and wearing similar specs. On hindsight, I should've taken a pic. But i was already doing something quite rude: staring. I think i must've stared too hard, cos she looked right back at me. And interestingly, it wasn't an irritated "why u stare at me look", but more like she also realized that I look like her. For a brief second we just looked at each other... before both of us quickly broke our gaze to our food, slightly embarrassed and somewhat shocked.
Soon after, she got up and left. To which my dad commented: "she looks like a shorter bak bak (meaty) version of u". Well, she definitely was more feminine as she was wearing a denim skirt. I lamented to my dad that nonetheless, she still looked like me. To which my dad said... "but you have a common face what".
Basket......... should've shot him back with: I common face also have to blame you and ma lor!
# posted by Xallista @ 3:16 PM 
