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Thursday, November 08, 2007

I ♥ Squadron 1:28 AM

No doubt about it. The way people come and make a great impact on you. Not to mention those whom I lost touch with, those whom I used to love, those whom I used to spend great times together.

Shnookie's right. Everytime he says something to me, I'll keep myself thinking of it. Be it buying a top, making a decision, wise opinions, emotions and of course, changes and things that we both miss.

I remember the time when I first got to know him. I was with someone else, but in the verge of choosing to stay for him or finding my own happiness. He was just some guy who's way too old for a 19 me. My thoughts were pure and sincere, friendship of nothing more. Problems of mine soon climb and I was crying to sleep every night of it.

I appear to be of indian-origin to him. With my thick eyebrow and tanned skin. He appears to be someone pretty older than I've imagine, but I could feel that he'll be a great friend of mine. Which we did, and still are. He would be the one to console me in problems I was having with the other guy. He always make me laugh.

He captured back those laughter, jovial self I've lost for a long time. Something I've looked forward always after school - Meeting him & never fail to get bruises the next day. Why? He would just lift me up, carry me by his strong arms and shoulders, turn us 3600degrees and I just screamed my lungs out. It's like all my misery disappeared with the whirl wind. We'll play catching like small kids around anywhere. Void decks, carparks, malls, school canteen, walkway. It's like with him, I don't care what the world's thinking about me. He helped me find the real me. I didn't know that a 32 would do such things with me. I was shocked but elated. We were just friends then, he was the first person who could lift me up for spin me 'round. He was the first friend whom I've rode with. First person who cares to send me back home from school, tries to always make me smile despite of all the disadvantage that beholds him.

Till that one time, where we kissed, but I cried. He hugged me tight and wipe my tears. I was so afraid, I felt all so wrong, I felt I've cheated on him and the other guy. "I'm just a passing cloud" I said, but he said he'll prove it wrong. Watched the stars tinkle and the cold wind through our hair, witnessed the sunrise together and awed by the blue sea. "I don't know why but I love to hug you, it's like I feel that you yearn for something, for someone, for some love, some attention. You've long been independent, you need to depent on someone. But you not been getting any of it at all. Your sincere heart."

I'll never forget that day.

That very day he proved me sincerity.

He lost a stone while swimming and was searching for it in vain in the wide sea. Couldn't find it even after deep dives and long searches. All along I watched him searching for it in vain. He was helpless, but his courage pulled him through. When he got a hold of another stone, he was still as sad as ever. Till end of time, when all fails, he sat beside me. He said, "No doubt there are many stones in the sea. But the stones that I just found doesn't have the same texture, feeling and beauty as the one that I've just lost. If I could, I would have hold on tight to it and shower it with much sincerity. Don't lose something so priceless. It's a waste."

I thought about what he said, looked at my surroundings and understood him. As humans, we tend to neglect our love ones. Tend to forget the things they've done, the love they've shared till they vanish the next day.

He is a blessing in disguise, his genuine heart. I feel that he wants to shower someone with much love, but didn't get appreciated for it. He wants attention, care, someone who understands and accept him for all that he is.

Who would to have guessed we be together. With our parents', family & friends' blessing, we took that one step ahead.

We're much prone to eye-popping reactions, got vaccinated.

I can't even be angry at him for a single second. I see his face and I'll burst into laughter. Everytime Shnookie you ask me not to laugh, I'll end up in a laughing chain.

Insyallah, I'll be the best one for you. Insyallah, my heart won't change.

Hearts Hisham.

I've got a story of a 32 and a 19.