Hepi BirrdDay!

What a day! Next time, I wanna buy a Superwoman gear to fit into my little bag so that I can wear it on each time something bad happens or someone needs to be rescued. Someone got fired, my work seems to have just started with more things to come and I am thinking, are all these random acts of being "self-sacrificial" to the people around me really worth the effort and time at all?

I am 24 today. Yeah, noticed that it is a habit of mine for the past years of my existence to stay awake D-day before my birdday, so that I can stand witness to dawning hour of 12 AM to say, "I am older now." Which brings me to bring back old memories of sad moments, counting each years that went by and what reminded me of that particular year. Happy or sad, things are bound to happen to shape my life and perspective. I am happy to be born on this day. It is 12 September 1984, so Makcik Bedah is getting older by the day.

I looked through the contacts in my messenger, and my eyes fell upon the blog address of an old fren from my old Polytechnic. Went to "blog-surf" and ended up in a familiar face that I used to have a little crush on. Ok, little is subjective but oddly, I still feel that warm feeling, as if looking at that face reminded me of an innocence I used to have. I am happy now with my Ding Dong, but I guess, that warm feeling is entitled to anyone who used to believe in puppy love, the mindless admiration for something wonderful. I saw him the other day in the bus. Got to say that age and experience have molded his body into a rather, dashing man indeed. I looked away from him, I don't think he even remembered that I used to sit 3 seats behind him and wonders why he never talks to me at all.

There is a makcik that lives across my house, a surrogate mother to us 3 siblings whom we affectionately called as Mok Biah [No kidding]. Every morning, whenever I leave for work, I will meet her in the elevator. She will ask me one key question that will make me wonder whether am I regressing in age. "Kau nie masih sekolah lagi? Nak pergi sekolah ker?" [Are you still schooling? Are you going to school now?] Like clockwork, I will reply to her that I am working now and working at this place near my house. And she will go on to say "Ah, baguslah tuh. Keje baik - baik. Cari rezeki yang baik?" [That is good. Do keep up a good work. Look for a rewarding job.] Then, we would part ways. Mok Biah has always taken care of us since young, one by one. Age might have affected her ability to recall certain things. It is like, when one learns through books, one is known as intelligent. When you grow old and experience guides you, it becomes wisdom.

I want to age graceful. A fate worst than death, is not to recognize the ones around you.