Tuesday, November 2, 2010

How I wish I could turn back the clock

I knew her as a smart, pretty and a bit rebellious girl.  That was when we were in primary school.Her sister, my classmate was rather cooler....but the prettiness was there.  I believed it ran in the family...The grandmother, mum.......sisters & brother were all good looking and were envied and admired by most of our colleagues.

But our happy hours ran fast as they moved to Labuan.  I still remember days before the family really moved, we had a camping.........we were very active in girl guides, in-front of her house.  We really did slept in the tent, had our bath (inside) and made our way back to the tent and dressed up.  Even her grandmother took the effort cooked nasi lemak and we had our breakfast in the garden. If I am not mistaken, she was not allowed to sleep in the tent because it was a full house.  She & the little brother were allowed to join the camp in the morning....we had a great time

I even had the honour to inherit the siblings joy, when my mum decided to buy all their bicycles (because the bicycles were put on sales by the mother).  So though we were parted away, I was able to keep our memories.

When I went to SBPS in 1987 (form 4), I was so excited, because I had the chance to meet my beloved friends, including her....we had great times.  She even told me that she loved to be a gynecologist.

 I finished school. Not even a news from the sisters.........until yesterday when I read the shocking news.
Deep inside me, I felt like hugging her....but I knew that only Fatiha can be offered.

My dearest darling may you rest in peace.