Journey..

How long is your journey? A lifetime?

The start of a journey..

Is it a sad thing? Well perhaps! We are so familiar with the place. We are so familiar with our room de rooftop when we open our eyes.. We are so familiar with the scenery outside our door that we will always see every morning when we left home.. We are so familiar with the pathway to the MRT station that we walked every morning.. We are so familiar with the grass on the ground and the trees beside the path way.. We are so familiar with the MRT station.. We are so familiar with the school that we going everyday.. We are so familiar with all the familiar and friendly faces of our friends that we are looking forward to everyday.. We are so familiar.. so familiar.. so familiar..

The next day in the when we wake up..

We are no longer familiar with the place. We are no longer familiar with the sound that we used to hate it when it wakes us up in the morning.. We are no longer familiar with the mirror that we see ourselves in it every morning.. We are no longer familiar with the keys that we used to use them to open up our doors.. We are no longer familiar with the blue sky above us, even though the blue sky is still blue.. We are no longer familiar with faces around us.. We are no longer familiar.. no longer familiar.. no longer familiar..

Sad? We do.. At least I do..

We will start to miss everything.. The rooftop, the blue sky, the path way, the grass and tress, our friends, our beloved ones, our families, or even., ourselves…

Where are we now? Where am I now?

The start of a journey..

Lets be strong! =] We are just starting the journey.. How come we crying all the way to the new places? Or our tears are all used up? =p lol.. The parting is just temporary.. 5 years? 10 years? Or even longer? Nobody knows.., but it does really matter anyway.. Somewhere.., somehow.., sometime.., we will just meet someone that we are familiar to.. =]

Lets rmb! =] Even though we are no longer familiar with things around us.. The familiar things do not disappear juz like that.. Perhaps they didn’t disappear at all.. They juz resting some where in our hearts, waiting for us to recall them.. They did not run away.. Nor did they disappear.. They will always be there.., staying there.., waiting for us to visit them one day.., listening to the well wishes that are made again..

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