Thursday, February 26, 2009
26 of February.
its the 26 of February 2009.and a benchmark for me to get through one's head that its been a whole two decade plus one year since that doctor performed the amputation of me from my mother. i bet she could still feel me like a phantom limb. but it wont came to nothing mom, i ll evolved from the mere limb to a guardian angel .the jury is still out despite the longevity as it looked though. cause the temporal length of the entity's existence is compressed. before you could say Jack Robinson, you reminisce and walk the memory lane, and there you are with 3 kids. and the albums and collection of sins seems maximized. so being Benjamin Button isn't a curse, apparently sins don't come much when you are much younger.
and so its particularly the de javu of every year, my best friends, yaya and naz, was ever present there and be it the first to shake my hand, shout into my ears " HAPPY BIRTHDAY". i smiled a thankful smile, and grateful i wasn't a man sent to conventry. they, are the carbon-copy of my flesh and blood. through the racier water their presence was directly under one's nose. totally not akin to the flash in the pan former relationships i ever had.
i be of the opinion, convinced of miracles. 26th of February always enlightened me with a magical start-off. you could call it a coincidence but the collaboration of pattern in there, directly in your face. oh lets reminisce, the bumpy road for my first true hooked up with Ms N, when we started talking on this very day where i insist it was my big day which obviously she doesn't know. that was my pick-up line. cheesy. stones and bruises, tears and bloods later, i know this particular chivalrous lady Ms S. who gave me a treat worth a piece of my crammed mind. a year next, and through some road of less travelled, i met Ms Y. a true diamond in the rough, someone who is simply non-existence in the generation of young lady. and i dare to conclude that was first-class, first-rate and premium 26 of February ever. true to the unfortunate circumstances, it was a one hit wonder. i was in bitter-blue and heartsick on the anniversary of my birth the following year. i was shivering and in foreign land. it was a distressing period of time when the stars are my sole companion. closed my almost-teary-eye and make a wish. there pops Ms L thereafter. after some sixs and sevens, a the date is here again.
i'm on cold feet for "what comes next". i'm forever not getting it on in deference to the xray vision of supershitzu to what is written. i have run out of steam and im having charley horse. and then again there's no fireworks nor carousal or even a big big bash, i got myself a death wish. to keep body and soul together in Brunei. and i'm jet-setting in less then 24hours away. while among the clouds close to the star, i'm wishing, my birthday wish.
HAPPY 21st BIRTHDAY.
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