An Ignoring Part

The best thing I know is get to know you, learn about your life, and together we laugh.  We become close to each other with time passed by and I never regret to be part of yours. I still remember the day that you willing to share my sadness, my difficulties and bored dumb life’s story; and sincerely said, you touch my heart, the deepest one. So I make a promise to myself that I won’t let you go since you’re the best treasurer I own and the best friend I have.

 

Years later, I learn about betrayal and its leave me with a big scar in my heart. Afraid of something that I used to admire before, I retreat from world of ‘friend’. I stay hidden in my own world with my own philosophy and new ideology of friends of ‘Touch n’ Go’. People do change and the history sure easy forgotten. I make new friends and again I put one of them into a special chamber of my heart.

Today, lonely fill my entire day and it make me think about something, the important part seems I accidentally forget, my parent and my family. I repeat doing the same thing like the old time, and I afraid how this one will ends. 

A person used to said “One day, you’ll see people are really close and kind to their friends, but being rough toward their parent”, and “The only different between nurturing of a son toward parent, and parent toward son is the meaning of the acted. Parent feed their son because they want him to be alive; meanwhile the son feed his parent because waiting for their death”.

Now I stay silent, thinking of the statement.

For another Chances

Written by Nik Ahmad Fariq B Nik Ibrahim

Sunday, February 13, 2011