A Friend In Need Is A Friend Indeed
That saying was once splashed on the side of my school block. I never gave it much thought. Friends came and went. Never bothered to keep in touch. They just faded into the background. No sense of loss. No sense of longing. Tells you much about the definition of friends. Or rather, it means I never had many to begin with. Friends normally disappear when things don't go well. When it's not convenient anymore. But sometimes, people do surprise us.
My father had just passed on. No more riding pillion on his motorcycle to school. A simple offer from a classmate, "Do you want to follow my car to school?". I burst out in tears.
So far, I have only a few friends I can truly count as genuine friends. I can count them on one hand, with fingers to spare. My first, JM. We knew each other since Secondary 1. We were inseparable. We had our squabbles. We had our secrets. But still, we had each other. He cared more than I could have imagined. More than I could have fathomed. Secondly, SK. She is often mentioned here. She has been a permanent fixture in my life since Lower 6. Her selfless-ness is legendary, till the point of self-destruction. I have taken her for granted. I have let my temper get in the way. I have turned my back on her, but she stays steadfast. I do not deserve her. The three of us, form a strong bond. And although my insensitiveness and closed nature (which I'm working on, thanks to KH) have kept me quite isolated from that abstract link, they have been working in my life. Thirdyly, Mel. I have known her since Uni 1 and I have shared more than few dozen cups of coffee with her. We rant. We rave. We share. We have tasted each other's sorrow. And I hope our relationship will never be called a chore to maintain.
Having said all this, this post is actually dedicated to SK who is now in Germany with JM. Seeing through whatever needs be done. Doing what I cannot accomplish. Doing what my selfish heart is incapable of. I salute her for it. I love her for it. And I hope they pull through. I can only offer my prayers. My distant voice. My keypresses on a keyboard. I hope for the best for my dear friends...
PS: KH, though we have just met, our journey just beginning, know that you're treading on the pristine land of my heart, and I thank you for opening up the horizons for me...
My father had just passed on. No more riding pillion on his motorcycle to school. A simple offer from a classmate, "Do you want to follow my car to school?". I burst out in tears.
So far, I have only a few friends I can truly count as genuine friends. I can count them on one hand, with fingers to spare. My first, JM. We knew each other since Secondary 1. We were inseparable. We had our squabbles. We had our secrets. But still, we had each other. He cared more than I could have imagined. More than I could have fathomed. Secondly, SK. She is often mentioned here. She has been a permanent fixture in my life since Lower 6. Her selfless-ness is legendary, till the point of self-destruction. I have taken her for granted. I have let my temper get in the way. I have turned my back on her, but she stays steadfast. I do not deserve her. The three of us, form a strong bond. And although my insensitiveness and closed nature (which I'm working on, thanks to KH) have kept me quite isolated from that abstract link, they have been working in my life. Thirdyly, Mel. I have known her since Uni 1 and I have shared more than few dozen cups of coffee with her. We rant. We rave. We share. We have tasted each other's sorrow. And I hope our relationship will never be called a chore to maintain.
Having said all this, this post is actually dedicated to SK who is now in Germany with JM. Seeing through whatever needs be done. Doing what I cannot accomplish. Doing what my selfish heart is incapable of. I salute her for it. I love her for it. And I hope they pull through. I can only offer my prayers. My distant voice. My keypresses on a keyboard. I hope for the best for my dear friends...
PS: KH, though we have just met, our journey just beginning, know that you're treading on the pristine land of my heart, and I thank you for opening up the horizons for me...
Comments
take care.
Just kidding.
But seriously, it's the quality that counts, not quantity. I think i have the same number of close friends, two of whom you have met.
I know you treasure and love them very much, you just have to realise that, be grateful for them being there.
And I know that you are a good friend yourself, being there for JM and SK. I know that you always have them in your thoughts and prayers.
Just as you have much to learn from me, I have much to learn from you too *hugs*
KH
I cant claim myself to be a (good) friend of William because i have never done anything that deserves to be call a friend other an a companion.. but then again, he's one who i know i can count on! :)
p.s. be strong k, *hugs*
She came here because she needed to stay away from her private and working environment for awhile. As you all know, she is penniless, besides sacrifice my precious time (that should be for my precious one, two, three and bla, bla,bla), my companionship(which I normally being paid by hour... sounded like an escort --- Oops, this is a commercial break), I as well need to take care of her financially. Not to mention that people back at home is accusing me of taking advantage and seducing her. (You are challenging my taste as a part time model)
In conclusion, I won "Victim of the year" award this year. :( I need a shoulder to cry on, i need hugs and i do not mind kisses (the “Frencher” the better) Any volunteer?
PS: If you think there is romance between me and SK, then you are so very wrong. Because I am AJ.
Spontaneous ma... :D
@SK:
Your tears fall too freely these days... dun le...
@Nyonya:
Thanks Nyonya! JL once again say we should meet!
@KH:
In one way or another, you're always in the picture, dear...
@PluB:
You've been a good friend so far. We're all just starting out, but I foresee good things to come.
@Mel:
We'll start a petition!
@Venge:
Where's my reply? :'(
@JM:
I'm so shocked le my dear bro... but I welcome your diva-ness here. :P
@QueerR:
Hehehe.
@FireHorse:
Yes, good friends are hard to come by.
@Savante:
Glad u like it. Hope KH liked it more! Glad to have finally met u Savante! But too bad we didn't speak much.
@Magus:
Yes, a blessing. If only we can see that for everything in out lives.