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Sunday, August 20, 2006

De one with Unforgettable Certainties

Windy; falling leaves

A very long time ago, I listened to Love stories by 93.3FM. There was a phrase which imprinted deeply in my mind...

" There's no event that's unforgettable...
only unforgettable feelings...
"

The night before, I was fretting, struggling with my attempt at a Problem 5.7 of my accounting textbook. I got my first taste of the bitterness of Accountancy when the left side (Assets) and right side (Liabilities + Equity) of my worksheet just couldn't balance. Wasted 4 sheets of fullscape papers.. then I thought how wonderful if my late-mummy was still alive. She would have known how to teach me since she was an accountant. Of course, this selfishness wasn't what matters more... since I knew I'll have my way to get through this.

Rather, my rememberance of her unpressence triggered a stir of intense feeling... a pure yet harsh longing for her to be around.. I miss her.. the bitter unforgettable certainty that she's not longer around. It hurts inside-out. Very brutally heart-shattering. Causes every pores of my skin to become overly freezing with fear. Fear of facing up to the certainty that a loved one is gone forever. Fear of facing up to the fact that these held back tears are gonna fall again...

Yesterday, when I returned back from my outing with fellow specs. Ah-ma told me that she woke up around mid-night last night and recognised the sight of the side-view of a lady with short-curled hair. My beloved late-mummy was sitting in the living room's coffee table, facing the television.

Of course, I was shakened by ah-ma's account. Is it because it was a pity I didn't manage to see wat ah-ma saw? Or because I miss her so dearly? Of course, I didn't cry on the instant. I hardly cry in front of others. However, my heart was flooded with soaring tears.

:: Mummy, I hope you're coping well and peaceful in wherever you are now in your better after-life.

*sobs* =' )

De one with Mohan

CHRONICLES Of CHUM

Weekend during my army stint, always reminded me of Mohan. Mohan Gopalan, is one of my closest friend (other than Chin Yu) during my time at 23SA. Before that, we've already knew each other from ASC since both of us were from the same detachment.

I believe both of us were started our friendship solely because we were both the same type of people, who perfers to share within a small companionship rather than the opposite. I remembered I saw him before in SISPEC, Foxtrot company when we were both literally suffering under the instructors of our detestable OC, WO Oh Cheng Kah, as both of us were struggling with our SOC. (damn xiong!)

Hehe.. miraculously, both of us graduated from SISPEC (perserverance and garang-iness ok.. :D) and made it into the same vocation. Recalled our frist time going out was we booked out and met up at Thompson Plaza to have late-night coffee at Starbucks. (He was the person who introduced me to Starbucks). Our friendship developed from then ever since. Met up and started going out every now and then. Example, going out during our nights out. Even after being posted to 23sA, we went out for shopping, eat, movies more often.

Mohan and I share the same interest. During shopping, we would look at books, music. Mohan provided me the companionship to booast my confident to try things I've never done before like shopping. It's always better to walk into a shop to look around when a friend is with you, offering you suggestions and feedback whenever you can't decide.

We're very simple person. Whenever anyone of us asked if each other is free, immediately, we just agreed the time and venue on the spot, almost instantaneously! As time passes, we grew to become more understanding, in terms of our fashion taste, each other's characters as if we were old friends even though our friendship was merely a few months old.

It was because of him that I volunteered to join to represent the battalion for cross country run. End up, he didn't run, omg. Though, I always pursuade him to try his best, especially Army Half-Marathon.

Both of us love to argue. Since both of us are from different batteries, we like to voice our individual opinions, sharing each other's experience and frustration in army. It was in the milst of this that he taught me to stop being a push-over and being able to voice my views instead of following people by the nose. Why? Simply because Mohan is a lawyer-to-be. He's a former RI and RJC student. He's really one of the super few RI people who I feel comfortable being with. Though he comes from a wealthy family where both his parents are lawyers and his elder brother too, he's humble and independent.

One funny thing is we are very open in our chat topics. I can make racist jokes and he doesn't feel offended. When I'm down, he will always support me (like Chin Yu does). He's knowledgable.. perfect person to go to when ever I face language or knowledge difficulties or inadequacy.

We're very good friends indeed.