I have always imagined myself at another place; doing some other things while blogging, because only visualizing that kind of imagery creates more ideas to blog.  I have been thinking so much about what it would feel like, if right now, I’m in the bus or flight heading to elsewhere, just few days before Raya and blogging about this, while listening to sappy Raya songs.  It could have been more real.

It was some four years ago, when IDD calls especially on Raya eve used to be somewhat compulsory.  It just took a phonecall away back then, everyday, at almost every hour.  It used to be something that doesn’t take too much to make me all in high spirits.  And how someone else could come in between to slowly take all of that away to make me realize what reality means.  I just realized how much that has brought me away from many things I have done which I might not have thought of, then.  I’m amazed at all the details I used to take note of. 

I’ve talked less of that person, those three years passed by just as quickly.  Amazing how time changes, and so is your outlook in life, we act differently to different things.  Some changes are bound to happen, sooner or later.  What might works for me doesn’t necessarily mean it works for you too, but we’ll find our respective ways somehow.  All’s changed now, and I figured, as time changes in tune with situations and how we get used to it, letting go and moving on becomes much easier. 

I bumped into someone earlier the other day, had a quick chat over some things and walked away to realized I have become more forgiving, allowing things to slip off my mind so easily.  I guess that’s how it works. When you allow other people to let go and respect their decision, without coming back to question or talk about the ‘should-have-beens’, you’re doing a favour for yourself and the party.  No one will get intimidated.  You’ll forget about it sooner than you expected.  I don’t think I ran away from situations.  I might have ignored but I’m still around.

Not that I have been negligent, but once in a while these thoughts surfaced to take note of the insights, especially when I’m less occupied. 

Bridges burnt, new ones found, losing some people and regained several others, rekindled friendships; I’ve got all of those.  I’m sure you’ve got a fair share too. 

To the ones who left, those who bothered to come back, those who left and came back with new ones, the new ones, those who still stayed, the less contactable ones, forgiven and forgotten, Selamat Hari Raya. Maaf Zahir Batin.