bon voyage mes amis..

The past couple of weeks had been very emotional for me. Period of study leave was like an endless season of torments, the papers were hard, and the fact that my friends are leaving really adding salts to the wound. I'm not the type of person who's really strong inside, I cried easily on things mingling with the matters of heart. Well for those who really know me, especially Cipah, Siti Rahmah and few others back in high-school, they'll know what I'm talking about here, they'll remember how hard I used to cry back then, hehe, and how hard they tried to comfort me each time I cried. And now it's happening again. The time has come for my PMC friends to spread out their sails and continue on their journeys in Penang General Hospital. I'm going to lose about a quarter of the class, and I'm about to lose half of my bestest buddies in Dublin. That's the bitter truth that I'm still trying to adapt now.

I don't even know where to begin. For some might think that this may be no big deal, but it sure is for me. I may be bragging about this, about each and every friend and bore you out but it won't still make me feel better. Let me just start with how I'm going to remember them. Being one of those in the fast-track (read: lucky enough to study a year ahead from my friends of the same age), I was considered fortunate to have about a dozen of a-year-older sisters in the class; but you know what? I was more fortunate than that, I have an extra dozen of great friends with the same package. A year of age difference never limits us to behave like true friends indeed. As for myself, I truly think that I depended on them in many occasions. For few, I turned to them when I have problems coping with life, and for others, they're the ones I searched for when it comes to problems with studies. Of course there are some that I'm more closed to as compared with the others, Ailani, Ean, Diana, Husna, to name a few. But together as a whole, we completed each other with our own unique way.

Writing this may seem like writing an obituary of a great friendship I had, ow heck, this is not the end of it mind u. But yeah who am I to tell what’s going to happen later? But I do hope this parting would strengthen the bond of ukhuwwah we have. I thank Allah for the chance to know this group of interesting people, and pray for His blessings for the upcoming years, may we be grant good health and all the wealth in the world to finally meet again, if not now, maybe in the hereafter.


Last picnic together at St Stephen's Park. Guys you're simply the best!

I don't know how it's gonna be then with them going back, but all I know is I'm gonna miss the heck out of them later on.