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Sunday, February 20, 2011

Kakyong writes: My best friend’s wedding… and changes…


Last week was really awesome. I went to Kedah for Thim’s wedding. She got married the week before, I missed that since I had a class on Saturday, but I was there for the wedding feast. It’s happy and sad at the same time actually. Happy that she got married, regardless of what she said (it was an arranged marriage, she wasn’t too thrilled in the beginning, but eventually accepted it), but it was kind of sad for me, to ‘let go’ of one of my very good friends. We’ve known each other since we were thirteen, became best friends when we were placed in the same dormitory in Form 3, along with K.Mas and Matun, and we were housemates for two years during Uni. We’ve been through a lot these 12 years. Things will be different after this, and this one friend couldn’t help but sigh, how she misses her friend already…

However, I pray that she and her husband will be able to build a life together, based on love for Allah, their families and each other. Take care Thim…

Anyway, we also went to MMCY. Talk about things that changed, our school couldn’t be more different than before. It was way bigger of course, for one thing, and the teachers who were there in the beginning were all gone, except for a few: Cikgu Jat, Cikgu Su, Cikgu Mawar, Cikgu Ruby and of course Sir Azman who kept coming back no matter where they sent him to. Good for you, Sir! And on that day there was also a farewell ceremony to teachers who will be transferring, including Cikgu Ton. Wahhhh… soon there will be no more teachers who still remember us the first generation. By the way, when we told the juniors that we were the first generation when they came up to us, they were like ‘ whoa..’. Yes, well, the first generation is a legend after all… muahahaha…

Seeing our beloved teachers brought back so much memories, especially when we started talking about the past and what's going on with our other friends. It was good to be back, reminded me that no matter how far I go, I should never forget, this small school by the mountain, surrounded by green trees and rivers.

Di kaki gunung yang tersergam indah,
Di pesisir sungai mengalir damai,
Berputik ukhwah terjalin ikatan,
Kami generasi Maahad Mahmud Yan.

(ask KakNgah for the English version, it's their song)

I met K.Mas, Sarah Sohimi and Che Yah on Thim’s wedding day. How cool is that, to meet all your good friends. I was close with them to some point during my time at MMCY. Che Yah was when I was in Form 1, K.Mas Form 3 and Sarah since Form 1 until the end, along with Qilah… Now all of us have our own lives and road to follow…

Things change, whether we want them or not. It’s great when they change for the better, but one part of you sometimes wishes that the good times will remain for a bit… But I like to stay positive that though things change the memories will be there, and the time spent together will make us a better person than we were before, as we give a bit of ourselves to the people we met and spent time with, and I like to think that my friends helped to shape the person that I am today and for that I am a better person…

 As we go on, we remember,
All the times we had together,
As our lives change, come whatever,
We will still be friends forever…

Kinda cheesy, but that's what I hope for, though we may not be able to be best friends physically, but at least we will keep on remembering each other (even once in a while) with fondness in our hearts and a smile on our faces...

1 comments:

SumaiyyahAbidah February 21, 2011 at 11:40 AM  

Nice one!

You made me think back of the times at MMCY. How I miss our old school... the teachers, the surroundings, the dorms and of course our friends. We learned so much there, didn't we?

It's sad that most of the teachers are no longer there. BY the time I even get the chance to go, I suppose no one will be left who even remembers me. I suppose Pak Ya is still there, or has he retired?

So Kak Tim's married now. I was going to send her an sms but I forgot all about it. Who knows, sometimes arranged marriages are the best way to get married, huh?

I miss home. And MMCY. I miss a lot of things. The best thing about human beings is that Allah gave us memories. At least if we ca't relive those moments physically, we can do it in our mind...:)

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