Friends come and go in our life. Many a-time, we take those around us for granted. As new ones come, old ones gets forgotten. But have you ever had moments in your hectic life where flashes of the past appears? Where you suddenly think of a moment of struggle, be it big or small, and you saw a particular person's face appearing. It may be someone close to you now, once close to you or even a stranger but strangely enough, at that moment, these were the saviours.
I had the good fortune to meet up many of these kahkees recently. Some of which we've been constantly in contact with, some of which we used to mingle ard but was drawn apart as we move on in life. Hell, I have never even spoken to some of them before. But as we gather together and recollect the good ol' days, we found ourselves constantly shaking our heads at how naive we used to be. Belonging to two separate parties then, these differences merge the most impossible combinitions of people together and stories from both ends were said with no mallice intended.
Sometimes, we talk about occassions in life that we have actually forgotten. But once mentioned, the spark blew and you remember how it was then. These recalled memories may be small incidents that mattered nothing to you at that point of time, but as you think back, you're grateful for that person. Even if it was just a single pat.
Such are the wonders of life.
So this is a tribute..
a tribute to all these people in my life.
Take life as a box of sand. If you have left your prints in mine, both deep or gentle, this is for you. If you have taken a shovel to smoothen out some irregularities, this is for you. If in the rain, some bits of sand got stuck together and you helped disperse them to pieces once more, this is for you. This is for all of you who laughed with me, who cried with me, who got dirty with me, who stayed clean with me. This is for all of you who believed in me, who placed their trust in me, who felt happy when i'm happy, who worried for me, who stuck with me through everything.
As i proceeded on from presch --> kindergarden --> pri --> sec --> jc --> uni, many ppl have came and left my life. Some stayed, some didn't. But nevertheless, all mattered. If you read this and you smiled INSIDE, you are one of them.
To those i often tell, to those i seldom tell, to those i always meet, to those i never/seldom meet..
THANK YOU.
