Tired and feelin sleepy with Facebook, I remembered Minang_Fireblade, my blog and my training ground to write & improve my English by writing half truth & and half false short passages of my daily life.The sacrifice we made during the fasting month was blessed by a memorable Eidul Fitri celebration.Im an old fashioned at heart who likes to preserve traditions and one of those things in my wishlist for hari raya is to reunite with old friends and it materialized ! Ramlan Mohd Ali, Ahmad Sani, Ahmad Kushairi, Azizi Musa, Azlan MAS, and Wahab Yusof Project Manager for KLIA 2 & their family appeared at my doorstep.It was so comfortable to be with them as no body try to outshine each other or in other words becomes a 'Highlighter' pen of an unknown brand .Official or political issues wil be responded with a frown, even at the slightest hint that these topic is about to emerge, it wil be dragged and diverted immediately.DIscussions remains within the conservative bandwidth.
Ramlan was admitted at Prince Court Medical Centre in July 2012 to undergo chemothrapy, I had a major surgery to repair my spine in mid 2011.Praises to Allah my other friends were spared from any major body system breakdown.Anyway at the age exceeding 50, the body system is no longer at its optimum level, mentally or phsically.Thats why for senior citizens, KTM offers discounts tickets and travel on their trains.What the hell, travelling on the train when your birthdate is in the sixties! You ll never find the cafeteria or the washroom to ease yourself and reluctantl yr blood pressure shoots up dancing to the continous vibrations from the moving train.
I regard the reunion with my friends similar to the Convention Of Legends. As teenagers in early 70ies , we walk like warriors to the theatres, like EPL pro players entering the pitch before a football game and of course the gang fights.....we were the undisputable & unstoppable! My school headmaster who imitates the hero of cartoonThundercats was so obsessed with The Rotan, wil makes his rounds holding the long cane looking for victims to be tortured especially the troublemakers, we the unparallel & undisputed students of doom , like lizards changes our skin to imitate and blend into those naive stupid passive but intelligent school boys.
Haah.memories.....I love the song Memory sung by Barbara Streisand and once, read a novel by Sydney Sheldon - Memories of Another Day'.The title reminds me a few important chapters in my life, and of course its so relevant to those few who came into my life.When you listen to an old familiar tune , its like walking into an abandoned garage, dim lighted solemn and pieces everywhere.Pick up a pice or two and events of the past will race back thru the old and twisted track of time....
Who is Mayum.She is a neat girl in many aspect, solid in communication, & most important - transparent individual. God has decided Mayum will continue to be my friend ,the trust & friendship never strayed while knowing ZB was a painful episode for me.Mayum is regarded within the same league with my other faithful loyal old friends such as Ramlan, Azizi, Naim, Jafri, Ahmad Sani ,Wahab & Ahmad Kushairi .Thats what I felt & that the way forward.
I never intend to rewrite or examine again the past.There no point to resail an dilapidated ancient ship..Was Mayum the main reason that my relationship with ZB becomes slippery. I noticed ZB seldom interact with Mayum.Maybe a personality incompatibility or it was that way since early secondary school at APGS. Anyway its more evident that i was the only one engulfed in the cloud of confusion. The presence of Suhaimi Sayuti, (ZB ex) , Mayum's boyfriend (a USM undergraduate then) was also around....on in the same stage. Sometimes I really had to crack my brain to regain,to cool down & straighten myself .Aa affair so intriqing and abstract .
Walking away @ awake from the dream & promises we made between me with ZB was the best the exit from the trianangular relationship.The last time I saw her was in 1983 , after her boyfriend (who befriended her at the Teachers Training College ) married somebody else in Johore after posting.I asked ZB what are her plans to manage the breakup and she admited that she doesn't know how.I deeply sympathized , but our ambition are no longer aligned and lot of thing had changed.Her parents strong ' unwelcome signals' towards my presence is a 'page' which I cannot tear it away from my memory book. I promised to push myself away & forward as there is a big world ahead of me. I wished her best for her undertaking and stopped remembering her since.
To my long timed ,loyal friends,we enjoyed the friendship then and now, we'll remain as it is, til we start to lose each other one by one.
Who is Mayum.She is a neat girl in many aspect, solid in communication, & most important - transparent individual. God has decided Mayum will continue to be my friend ,the trust & friendship never strayed while knowing ZB was a painful episode for me.Mayum is regarded within the same league with my other faithful loyal old friends such as Ramlan, Azizi, Naim, Jafri, Ahmad Sani ,Wahab & Ahmad Kushairi .Thats what I felt & that the way forward.
I never intend to rewrite or examine again the past.There no point to resail an dilapidated ancient ship..Was Mayum the main reason that my relationship with ZB becomes slippery. I noticed ZB seldom interact with Mayum.Maybe a personality incompatibility or it was that way since early secondary school at APGS. Anyway its more evident that i was the only one engulfed in the cloud of confusion. The presence of Suhaimi Sayuti, (ZB ex) , Mayum's boyfriend (a USM undergraduate then) was also around....on in the same stage. Sometimes I really had to crack my brain to regain,to cool down & straighten myself .Aa affair so intriqing and abstract .
Walking away @ awake from the dream & promises we made between me with ZB was the best the exit from the trianangular relationship.The last time I saw her was in 1983 , after her boyfriend (who befriended her at the Teachers Training College ) married somebody else in Johore after posting.I asked ZB what are her plans to manage the breakup and she admited that she doesn't know how.I deeply sympathized , but our ambition are no longer aligned and lot of thing had changed.Her parents strong ' unwelcome signals' towards my presence is a 'page' which I cannot tear it away from my memory book. I promised to push myself away & forward as there is a big world ahead of me. I wished her best for her undertaking and stopped remembering her since.
To my long timed ,loyal friends,we enjoyed the friendship then and now, we'll remain as it is, til we start to lose each other one by one.
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