~Masihkah Kau Ingat~
Bad things happened to all of us sometimes; we lose our betting, we lose our girl and we lose our friends. That’s not a big deal. But perhaps my mistake is that I don’t wanna let it go. I cannot lose a friend. I don’t wanna lose a friend. I wanna things to be alright, I want things to be where they should be. I want to be like the old times.
But we all know it ain’t work like that.
We all know life isn’t a fairy tale.
We all know life isn’t all nice.
It’s full of lies, full of corruption, and just so full of things... That doesn’t last forever. As swift as they came knocking at your door, they left you before you could feel their warmth. It’s life they said. Or is it?
Looking back into the times I had in Shahputra, it had certainly taught me a lot of things; on survival and most importantly, friends. I learnt their nature.
For some people, life’s a piece of cake. Well, it ain’t like that for everybody else.
I’ve explored the forbidden garden. I have crossed the boundaries. Just to find the true meaning of this friendship. We have been friends, brothers, and God know what else that I had done just to make this works. But it doesn’t.
I was mistaken. I made a huge error; humongous mishap along the way. I forgot one important things; the one that I am pursuing, the one that I am so crazy to make sure that - this one friend
won’t leave me – is a human. Just like me.
I forgot what it’s like to live... as a human.
I wanted to be able to smile. I wanted to be able to laugh. Sometimes along the path, I seemed happy; or so they said. But seeming and being is two different things; there’s a very slim stripe between them.
Then, things got out of control. We avoid each other. Every time we met, there’s this awkward moments, you know those queasy times; it was like you wanted to say something, you really want to spend times with that person, but you can’t there are so many stories to tell, but none comes out of your mouth. It’s hanging by the tongue; but it won’t just come out. It’s pathetic.
It’s painful. And the worst part was that you don’t know what to do. I felt that. It was horrible; pathetically frustrating.
Then Alan came along. He came in when I needed a friend the most. He was there; standing by
me; talking to me every day. He came to me when everyone I’m close with seemed to be avoiding me at that time. When I needed someone to talk to, he’s willing to lend his ear. I hate to praise people, and may Allah bless him with what He had given to this friend of mine, but Alan, if people were to ask me what is one most important thing that I admired most about this friend of mine; I would say he’s a very good friend. A very good one indeed. And I thank you pal for that.
Towards the end of my journey here in Kuantan, may I say, I enjoyed it to the last bits of the time I had here. Because I had found one precious things, a subtle gemstone, that I shall bring to the next part of my journey; it’s the one we generally known as Experience.
::Friends Forever!~::
