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Running Lines

I'm not here to impress. I write to clear my mind and as such, my train of thoughts might be either brilliant or junk.
@ 25.6.10

I was at my Grandma’s the other day and we got talking. Mostly she was complaining about stuff that she’d already complained about to Ma and I the last time we were there. But I still listened cause I know that conversations like this helps her calm her mind.

I feel really guilty for not visiting her often enough. I used to visit her all the time after o’s and I even sleep over when it’s late and I’m too much of a pig to drag my lazy ass home. We don’t live that far apart anyway; still in awesome Woodlands.

And then, somehow, we got talking about how my mum was in her youth and to put it plainly, she was the typical Goody-Goody-Two-Shoes. This wasn’t such a shocker cause I was already aware of this fact. Ma didn’t go on dates and she doesn’t hang out with friends after school…yada yada yada…

She graduated, got a job and then got married with my Dad. What I didn’t know was this; right after my mum got engaged, my Uncle’s friend asked to be introduced to my mum cause he was interested in her or sumthin'.

So I asked Grandma ‘Die handsome tak nek?’ and when Grandma said he was a mix of Arab and Malay , I like totally flipped. Arab? Awesome! I guess if he had been my dad, I would’ve had a sharper nose and if I’m lucky, I’d have a pair of those amazing green or grey eyes. To top it off, he’s a lawyer now and I guess if he was my dad, I would be living in some big house with everything that I’ve ever needed.

I know I’m being shallow and despicable here, but I just can’t help marveling at such a possibility. Before I got ahead of myself, I realized that I wouldn’t want my life to be any other way. If fate has it, and Ma married that Arabic dude, I might just cease to exist.

Anyway, life as it is now is perfect. I might not be living the rich life but it’s definitely a comfortable one. My parents are well-off enough to send me off for overseas trips and I do get things that I need or perhaps want. Furthermore, Ma puts a big emphasis on education and if it wasn’t for her, I don’t think I would’ve come thus far.

I think that if I was born with a silver spoon in my mouth I might just turn out to be some haughty insensitive person like some of the people I know. Thing is, life isn’t that exciting when you can get whatever you want. The adventure comes from working to get things that are beyond your reach and succeeding on your own efforts. It makes you tough.

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