It’s been officially three days since I had any viewers on my blog.I don’t what’s happening,but my usually gets 5-10 views daily.BUT no views?I mean this blog has a small audience but I think it just dropped.Anyway,if any of you guys who are accidently reading this,feel free to drop your comment if you ever had any of these situation before. 🙂
I was trying to cross the street when I tripped upon a stone and spilled my soda on the man.He also fell to the ground.He yelled at me.I think that was kind of fair because he was late for a meeting and I delayed him.I decided to move on with my life after that and went into a shoe store.
After finishing my errand in the town,I went home.I was delighted to find that mom had cooked my favourite meal.I sit down at the table with my family.We enjoyed the little feast with some conversation.
“How thing’s are going for you?”Dad asked me.
“Well,today I knocked down a man and I got discount for the shoes at Seiko’s.”
“That’s unexpected”Replied dad.
Mom started to join in. “Do you know your friend is coming?” “You mean Ahmad?”
“Yea,him”.I was then ordered to clean up the living room because it has been my port lately.The place where I watch tv,listen to music and struggle with my homework.So its up to me to clean up the mess.But does anyone really care how tidy a house is?They will probably forget it the second they got out of the house.At least that what I think.But what I think often does not have any significance.
The man my family was waiting for arrived.He rang our doorbell and knocked our door gently.My father greeted him with a smile and guess what?This might sounds cliché but that man is the man that knocked down this morning.He carved a cynical smile at his face aimed at me.
I haven’t seen my friends for a while and it bugs me that dad had a requiem with his longtime friend.My friends are not really close to me but I longed for their company.Seeing that my father met his friend,it shook my heart to its core.Maybe I should contact my friends?I suddenly have the longing to relive my school years and become more acquainted with them.After a 2 awkward hours of conversation with Ahmad,he finally leaves the house.And my longing is about to get worse.
I accompany my mom to the town after that,we stopped at the local restaurant to grab something to eat.
When I walked in,I knew the constant ‘in your face moments’ that I have been facing is going to occur again.The first clue I had was when I saw a group of women eating at the corner of the restaurant.I never saw them before nor that I knew who they were.But I just knew they’re about to make my day worse.
My mom have a sort of flashback look on her face now.
She walked towards them.
“Girls,do you remember me?”
“Yea!Of course.Why wouldn’t we?You were one of the most successful and bright students of our class.What are you doing now?”
The last question marks the beginning of a long and tiring conversation for me to hear.I ended up sitting alone at a table while my mother have a chat with her friends.I stare at my glass of water for a while before I started to eat ice cubes .But the steak was good though.My heart may be cold now but my stomach is a paradise.
I started to think.
Does the memories that I created with my friends in middle school meant nothing to me or my friends?Because we have not seen each other in a while and I started to regret not bonding very well with my my friends.This must be solved.I cannot go on like this forever.I need to make peace with my past and have a closure.Something needed to be done.I decided to relive my school years in a restaurant.That calls for a reunion.
I reached my phone and called the person who is as close as a friend.We organized an out of the blue reunion of 6 Amanah.We set the venue at fast food restaurant.50 minutes later,everyone was at the restaurant.
At first,it seemed a little awkward.All of us stared at each other awkwardly.But then,one of my friends,Rafiq who was known to be the class clown,broke the ice.After that,everything went smoothly.We felt like we were in our classroom again.
We felt free.We felt like we were transported back to last year.We felt like year 6 students again.We laughed,we played and we danced.
To retain our gush of excitement,we dcided to make the whole thing more real.Our grade teacher’s house,Mrs.Amina was visited.She is kind enough to welcome us with open hands and we chat with her for hours.We realized that most of us had change for the past year and its nice to become our old stupid,crazy selves again.Time has taken its toll on us and we are too consumed with studies.
We spent nearly 3 hours at the teacher’s house and then reality started to come in.We bid farewell to each just like we did on the last day of school.It was sad,but it was the sign of a new beginning.And I already made peace with my past now,I had my closure.My friends didn’t forget about me,they were just too busy.I think the same goes with me.I always whine about how they never visit me but why don’t I ever visit them?I’m not somekind of king that his subjects needed to obey to. I’m just plain old me.So the whole time,I was really creating my own problems,instead of visiting them,I hoped that they would visit me.I learnt my lesson and not to judge my friends the same way again.My friends and I decided that the reunion will be done every year.That’s just great!Today was a one lucky day for me and my friends and would never forget this day.