faded flowers

In life you meet a great deal of people. Not all stays with you. Doesn’t necessarily mean they are dead or betrayed you. Still they just go. I have read from somewhere that there are three types of friends. First the seasonal ones, these people come into our life at times we are in need of friends very much. They stay with you till the season ends. Most often these days are sad ones. The second are the people who comes in when they have something they need from you. Until the task is done these fellows stay. The third type and the most important are forever ones. They stay with you, most time throughout the life.
It’s a shame though to lose the first kind. I rather get really fond of them, yet somehow they just leave. You can’t help it, its fate, and time, like everything that is beyond us to control. Yet today I remember those people, the faded flowers of my life. Who, I have stumble upon in narrow paths of my life. To thank them for their efforts, which have helped me so much.
Friends are the closest thing to family. I use to have a house full of family, then, I remember wishing I lived alone and had some privacy. I guess that’s why it’s said to be careful of what you wish for. Now it’s the other way around. And living like this for two to three years make you yearn for family. Watch hungrily at others. Waiting for your second chance, promising own self never to mess up next time. Fantasying a table full of family, talking at once, nice and nephews playing under the table, younger members fighting for tv remote or computer.
Family members you no longer can catch up with due to distance and time. Not gone, yet lost. The faded flowers I remember every time I go through my photo album, every time I remember the mischievous fun enjoyed so long long time ago…

memories

i have a friend, my best friend. shes 31, 11 years senior to me. i first saw her when i was in my second job, computer plus. she came for an interview. i was the one who lead her in. i was 16 then. yet, it was me who had to teach her everything. fun time those were. she was so new to that field of work, sometimes i have to repeatedly tell her. however sweet she was i do admit sometimes i feel like tearing my hair out. it was just that she was really new to computer and sadly wasnt so intersted.
at first i never thought she would be such a close friend of mine. but hey, im wrong most time. i left mt job to join my A level studies. it was actually after i left the place we became close. not that we wasnt when i was there, i mean we really had a good time working and fooling around with others at work.
after i started school she would come to my house every friday. and she would bring food with her. sandwhiches, coke, fries, short eats. . . u name it. after eating we would tell each other about the week.we would talk about family, friends, school, work etc.
it was she who was there when my sister got married and i was sad the next day becouse i would be all alone. i remember that day. she brought me chips and a delicious chocolate covered ice cream cube kind of things. she stayed with me whole afternoon. and came back again than next day. she was there all through my A levels, when i got my first job after that. she was there when i was sick and my dad wasnt talking to me. she brought me medicine, vitamins, vicks. .
if she could she would never come empty handed, always would bring something delicious. she also had the sweetest smile and would believe in me no matter what.
happy times those were. . .

blog blog

its not everyday i have to write a blog for three times because i just have no idea what i am doing. anyway let me tell you about a sad story i read from a mail sent by a friend of mine.
there was this blind girl who hated everyone around her and the world she is in because she is blind. well, who would blame. its only her boyfriend she loves and was soon to be married. fortunately for her she got a donor. after her operation she found out her boyfriend was blind too. she did not like that and so she left him.
it happens that is was he who gave his eyes to her, and she left him. now, this story kept coming to my mind whole day. i mean, i just keep wondering if the story is even true, its going to be a real tragedy. someone leaving you is tragdy enough, but someone who you love so much that you willingly sacrifice one of your senses and she leaves you, now thats a tradegey we can hardly imagine