Today is a sleepless night. Couldn't even drift near Lalaland despite rolling all over my bed and transfering all that's on my pillow onto my face, and back again. But it also in a sleepless night like this that unknowingly, I put on my thinking cap and, well, started thinking about everything that has happened, happening, and may happen.
I thought about friendship, and what this ten lettered word that is so ingrained into our urban dictionary, actually means in a realistic world like ours. How do we define a
friend - people we know? or we talk to? In my 21 years I have known more than 400 people (Facebook says I have 417
friends)! That is sufficient to qualify me as a 'very friendly person'. Reality check: I don't even remember having any recent contacts with more than three-quarters of them. How much a friend then, is a
friend whom you never spoke of, spoke to, or even thought about in the last one month?
I have (almost) lost contact (completely) with (all) my Primary school classmates, schoolmates,
friends. Some of them I still remember vividly whom I regarded as
best friends, good friends back then. Yet now if you put us on Orchard Road side by side, I wonder if any one of us is able to recognize one another on the streets. So what became of the friendship we once shared when we were still young and innocent? It is but just another piece of history which we all have learnt to put behind, because the reality of life presses us to look forward, not backward.
Then I thought about the
friends I currently enjoy the company of. They are great people, each a star in their own right. So much we have shared between us, but will we still be the same when everybody moves on with their lives in future? We have seen how a certain misunderstanding, a certain misconception already put people at loggerheads with one another, almost completely dissolving the friendship ties they once made. With so many years still ahead of us (I am optimistic that we will live long enough), how sure and certain are we that we will emerge unquivered even the slightest through the test of time? And that we can still firmly profess "friendship forever"?
Then I started thinking about relationship issues. This I shall not elaborate further. We have seen enough break-ups and divorces to justify "people
change". It is true to a very high degree that you will never know how well a person fare as a boyfriend/husband until you get together/married. I have failed once, and know it all too well, the pain of picking up all the broken pieces one by one by myself while the other side doesn't even give a shit. But will we always end up with the Prince Charming we date and marry off like fairytales always do? Even so, will marriage withstand, again, the test of time?
I certainly hope we will last, baby.The hour is getting late, and I should probably get back to bed in hope of catching the last train to Lalaland, that I could finally be in Lalaland, no matter how short a time I'm gonna spend there.
Til then, I'll see ya.
