Teh Tarik with School Mates


1984 was the final year of my high school. Back then, just in my mind, it wasn't that long... just like a click of a mouse in this sophistcated digital blogging and facebook world! But, one can imagine how much time distance one has to travel to really materialise the real time then, if it was made really possible.


For the first time in 24 years, I sat next to Harun, my ex-prefect roommate who used to wake me up in the prefect dorm every morning and who used to smile a lot then eventhough the day was not full of fun... but then, who thought studying and staying in the boarding school would be fun! Especially when you had to be there for a full five years or half of those years in our teenage age..


Next to him, my dear good buddy Bad whom I grew up with for 5 years going through special class at SIS, Kemaman and Science School, Dungun.Bad is a very good friend whom I can still clearly remember the day his father sent him to the dorm at SIS and he was very concerned about Bad being small then and far from home... but then, we were all small and far from home.. :-)


Then, I met a classmate, whom my brain went blank for who he was. Again, at this time I am updating the blog, it went blank again. I will put his name after Bad answered my text message! I told Bad and Harun that I had little or no memory left of him... very bad of me and I am very-very sorry for that which I had no intention at all to forget a friend.
I really feel old now... and that's really how far the time distance is to travel to the time when we were 17 years old! We'll have a cup of tea again sometime, and I will get his name back in my memory chip....Bad just replied my text message ... Rosman or Jeme, got it... insyaallah, won't forget it anymore.