To ALL my FRIENDS…
I was at the airport, sending off a close friend who was leaving for the big posting abroad.
We had been friends since school and had maintained this close friendship ever since. We had been there for each other through tough times –relationships gone bad, illness, deaths in the family, periods of unemployment (which means times when we do nothing accept wasting our times.huhu…
We shared good times too, -graduation, girlfriends and just general happy times.
“How many friends do you have?” he asked me suddenly.
“Oh I don’t know.. we know a lot of people,” I replied.
We had always been popular and had never found it difficult to make new friends.
“No, I don’t mean friends in the casual sense, I mean true friends,” he persisted.
Most of those we call “friends” are merely acquaintances, he explained, people that we socialise with, not so much by choice but because of circumstance.
When we were in school, there were ten classes with about 35 pupils in each. We used to see about these 350 people every day for five years. We played together, and we antagonised teachers together.
These were the people that we grew up with and who supposedly shaped our character.
“So, where are all your schoolmates now?” he challenged me.
I realised that I didn’t know where most of these 350 people were, and I had no idea even where to begin to look for them…
After my friend’s flight had departed, I kept thinking about where all my school friends, or even my 5 ST 1 classmate had disappeared to.
I met up with some other schoolmates later and posed the same question to them.
“Where have all our friends gone? What happenened to Izzati? Is Aravin still alive? What about Gerard? Do you know where Hanis ended up?” (P/S: of coz the questions were translated in malay.muahaha)
Although all of us remembered everybody we went to school with, no one knew where the majority had ended up. Well, except me of course. huhu. I hardly rememeber people names. So if you want to see me after 2 or 3 years, please do bring your old picture.. haha… just kidding.
And, for those of us who knew where Haziq Zakuan was, and how many kids he had (if of course, he had married), no one seems really kept in touch with others. Even more frightening was that no one seemed to care!
And that, I supposed, was the crux of the matters. We had all just grown apart.
So, my friend was right.
These waren’t really friendships in the true sense. These were not people that I could go running to in the event I needed help. These were people that I would fondly recall old stories with, but they were not true friends.
I will never forget the words of my friend that night at the airport.
“Everyone is only looking out for himself.. you are lucky if you can name one true friends on every fingers of one hand.”
To be blessed, I would have to be able to count five true friends.
I still consider myself blessed that I count… three.
THANKS FOR BEING MY TRUE FRIENDS FOR THOSE THREE PERSON. YOU ARE ALWAYS HAS SPECIAL PART IN MY HEART.
from your friend,
haaziq
February 10th, 2007 at 10:10 am
sahabat sejati… yerlah. memang susah nak cari. cam dalam idup aku yang berpindah randah tempat belajar dan akhirnya terperap di rumah nih, bukannya semua masih sudi nak hubungi aku.
aku malas nak contact mereka selalu, sbb aku tahu.. kalau contact pun mereka susah nak balas, sbb sibuk sangat. entah camner sibuk pun aku tak tahu. mereka tahu frenster aku, YM, tepon umah, hp. jadi mereka punyer banyak pilihan untuk contact aku. namun kenapa masih sepi?
mungkin aku sendiri tak pernah menjadi sahabat sejati buat mereka. so, wut should i care for lina alfan? hahaha… dah terkena baru mengerti.
pada aku frens come and go, boyfren datang biler ada cinta, takde cinta mereka ilang. yang pasti setia bersama kita adalah keluarga. itu pun kalo mereka tak punyer banyak tanggungjawab lagi.
sebenarnya kita hidup di dunia nih hanyalah seorang diri semata-mata. tiada siapa pun temankan kita. lahir sorang, idup sorang dan mati pun sorang.
cuma yang aku rasa, hargailah sesiapa yang ada sekeliling kita ketika masih bersama. biler dah berpisah jauh… jangan mimpilah leh baik2 cam dulu gak. jarak itu sebenarnya adalah pemisah jugak.
entahlah…
bagi aku, kalau ada yang baik dengan aku, aku hargai. kalau mereka lupakan aku sbb sibuk ker, jauh dan sebagainya. aku pasrah. itu sekadar sebahagian dari roda2 kehidupan.
yang pastinya… hidup mesti diteruskan..
(cakap cam bagus je.. sendiri pun hampeh!)
February 11th, 2007 at 12:11 am
fuih mashilina ni nak celen aziq ke? comment panjang dah leh jadi blog ni :p
February 12th, 2007 at 2:05 am
gler ar..terharu aku bace lina nyer komen.. hehe.. luahan perasaan nampak..erm.. byk btul nyer pe yg ko ckp.
dulu aku ade kawan rapat kat matriks nie. tym dah nak abes tu die asyik tanye aku, “kiter leh still kawan cam nie tak walaupun kite dah g tempat laen?”
aku cakap stakat kawan insyallah no problem. tapi kalu kawan rapat cam nie myb susah. aku bukan nyer tak nak kawan rapat lagi dgn die.cume aku dah cukup masak dah dgn perangai manusia nie. bler jauh, dah jumpe yg baru yg lame bye2..
aku pun walaupun tak suke nak akui, aku pun kdg2 cam tuh.. yelah. people are changing guys.. we may grew up together, playing together, but in the end, we barely know each other. how sad it is?
neway, i still trying my best not to forget those who used to be my frens. insyallah aku tak kan lupe kan korang. cume aku hanye akan ingat owang yg ingat kat aku. tats all.. simple principle for those who are desperate like me…
sob..sob..
March 5th, 2007 at 3:55 pm
sungguh hebat komen kamu ye aziq. i hope the comment can give u some advantage especially for u’r. i not komen anything,,,tq frenz….