Monday, October 9, 2006

The 'art' of 'drifting'

another solemn entry. spare urself. i dun care.

( monday. 3 pm. rainy weather. kim gary, sunway pyramid. barely empty. the sofa-ed long table rite at the end, by the window. additional tables added. 12 ppl. guys n girls. college students. eating n drinking. chatting n laughing. snappig pictures. gossiping, crapping and checking out passers-by. left all together later. kim gary immediately went still. )

sounds familiar? well, i was one of those 12 ppl not too far back. now, i can only be seated in one of those odd tables in the middle watching them n putting up a smile. which turned into a sigh a few seconds later. ah, the good ol' days. when we were all still together. lately....work, work, work. study. dating. family. commitments. tiredness. we no longer have time for each other.

from close to apart. from near to far. from far to near and then became further. from not too close to very close and then to "u seem to be a stranger to me now". conversations from "everything on earth" became to juz a mere "hi" and "bye" now. from "i see u almost every week" back then to "i din even see u once in 3 months" now. the advancement in technology doesnt seem to be of much help.

more recent news from here and there imply dat certain circumstances will 'sweep' us even further away. in different directions. life. ppl keep saying it's the norm when ur age creeps up with u. i refuse to believe the truth in it. someone once asked, "wer do u think we wud b 10 years from now?"...."would we still have this special bond between us?"..."wud we still be able to hang out like we used to 10 years ago?"

the bond is 'loosening'. we might bum into each other 10 years later and u might not even gimme a second look. ur life. my life. pre-arranged, we cross each other's path. u came into my life. i went into yours. u left footsteps in my life. i left mine in yours. wat next? fate decides.

i still think it wud be a waste. all those years of friendship. thrown away juz like dat? dun they mean anything? they certainly did for me. certainly.

sad.

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