Thursday, September 24, 2009
a friend of mine is having the hardest time of his life.
and reflecting on his life, a lot of memories came pouring out and i remember the 2 rooms i had back in seremban and batu pahat.
the places where you dont come from, when you start your life from a scratch, to getting to know every single corner of the town itself, to know where to go for dining, for shopping for grocerries for chilling out.
and there were 2 places i once called home other than kelantan. it was ironically what i used to hate being there, seremban and batu pahat. the 2 rooms had been my witness to the sorrow i often hided from the people, the rooms which saw how i fell and how i was more determined than before to succeed, in here it simply implies more to finding what i really wanted in life...
how i had cried, wiped and held my breath so tight to not let out any cries to be noticed by my housemates, how i had those sleepless night due to anxiety and the ceiling i looked above me.. how i had my own space the uninterrupted world of my own, when i indulged in my own thoughts...
i am grateful to have a great friend beside me when i most needed a shoulder to rely on, how this friend had talked me out of my own self pity, and began to see this world a little different a grey area and bad situatiuon just simply means there's a hidden agenda hidden meaning i have yet to discover.. believing that blessing in a disguise is not living my life naively, it just means not to lose hope despite the tough gets tougher.
and to this friend of mine, i actually wish i could share your sorrow, to get you to see things from another perspective..
but i know what i can do is..just limited.
i would pray that you would be able to pull it through.
smile.
i love telling myself and the people around me:
smile, and be always happy=)
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