Come Back!

Too much drama around me for the past week. You want grief, you got it. You want dilemma, you got it. You want diva, yeah you got it. But, I’m just a diminutive supporting actress in most of them. I felt numb at times when I was on set. And one thing for sure, numbness will eventually annoy me. Here I picked the top significant chronicles, in which I played bigger roles:

۞        His mother is dying; the cancer strikes back, attacking the brain. She has 3-6 months to live. I cried on the phone, imagining myself in his situation. He said he’s helpless; he’s losing the core of his world. I will be with him through this hard time; I give surety of my support and compassion. But what I couldn’t understand is that why he’s rushing other things during this critical point. Ww..Whh..What? I think he should focus on one big thing at a time. Anyway, he’s big enough and even smart enough to decide. Let’s pray the best for him and his family. mrSongs’s back to Brunei today. Hold on and come back.

۞        Finally it ends - the cold war between mrFoot and me. I told him “Your way of thinking: you’re being too practical, too plain, too boring… Let me add wings on you, so you could fly”. He countered “Your thinking is messy. Don’t think beyond common boundaries, stick to the ground. Just think on basic.” He uses the word ‘messy’ which is just so wrong. But I don’t want to bicker much longer and replied - “Well, just take me the way I am...the way we are.” He called me this morning from the LCCT boarding area, he’s heading to Sabah. The call woke me up. His first line was ‘bucukkk..’ (I get that from him sometimes), I know it’s stupid but it feels so damn good at the same time. Come back, come back soon.

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And I had to remain here. I’ll be here. So come back.