Through my 28 years of life, I have met many people from different races,religions and backgrounds. Most of them I have befriended... some are still my friends (always in my thought but seldom contacted)...My fondest memories of friendship are those when I was still in uni... when I was completing my degrees. Jan, Laila, Eda, Tuya, Liza, Ana, Asdi, Aya & Ita...
They were and are still my good friends. But as I move on with my live, and grow older and more mature in terms of emotions and mentality, I find that some of the friendships seeds I sowed have grown into beautiful blossoming flowers... some just died and never grow. But the ones which are indeed in full bloom, I so cherish and love with all my heart.
But my most favourite and cherished friendship flower is "My Daisy". We started out as just friends with similar interest... books, music, movies... Then we realised that we have begun to understand each other better and to accept each other's flaws and bad habits. In time, we began to confide to each other and share the other's secrets. Strange but true... we seldom say "I love" to each other, and yet we always now that our love and hope for each other are beyond words!! And suddenly we become "bestfriends", a concept which sometimes wrongly interpreted and used.
"My Daisy" is indeed my bestfriend in the truest meaning of the term. Everything I do or I want to do... I must tell her and share with her. When I need someone to turn to, she is the first one that pops into my mind... the second one is my boyfriend. She always keeps an open mind to everything I want to tell her. And I have great pleasure entertaining her moods... happy, sad, lonely, excited, angry, embarass, fear... And I always try to make myself available to her as much as I can. Sounds like a devoted love, but it is actually not like that... We simply try to be there to each other and be honest to each other...
There are times when can't always be together but we always know that we are in each other's heart and thought. That's the power of "bestfriendship"! Somebody once had said to me that "Frienship is another kind of love... it's the happy feeling you get when you are laughing or sharing a secret". I find that this message rings true between me and "My Daisy". I find most pleasure when we laugh together and when she confides something in me.... and vice versa. Well, when we have a good friend by our side, we should be grateful. Not everybody find their "soulmate" in friendship.
Nevertheles, one day when I be somebody's wife, my friendship with "My Daisy" would surely take a different turn because when I am married, my responsibilities and priorities will change. No doubt, at those times, "My Daisy" would feel that she is neglected or abandoned. However, I believe that the meaning of friendship does not lie in the amount of time we spend together... but on the thoughts that we had for each other and knowing that she will be there when I need her, and I will be there when she needs me... I wish I have the lyrics to "You Got A Friend" (Carol King) but I think the poem of friendship below would do....
I got to know a girl
Whose past had not been a thrill
But once you get to know her deep inside
You'll begin to see her beauty, both inside and outside
I can't help but feel attracted
And trying hard not to be distracted
Although some may call it a crush
But then again it's not a feeling which came in a rush
I once saw her crying
And you know that she's hurting
Wanted to touch and hug her
But I guess my mind just began to wander
They say life is tough
And you'll never know when you may meet an arshloch !
Though circumstances had not been kind
She nevertheless is not blind
For she knows that the past
Would not determine her future
Unless she allows it to last
And not see the real picture
My hope for her is that she'll one day find
Both happiness and joy
In a person who would be kind
Who isn't just another ploy
In the meantime, she will find tremendous joy
In her kids who would not turn down a good toy
And if she ever needed a friend to be
I hope that she could find it in me
Jan, thank you for always being there for me...
1 comment:
My dear Danielle,
I am speechless... I am so grateful to have such a great friend.
Since you've been looking for this... I am dedicating this to you... and this shall be one of our songs (we have so much songs together).
You've Got A Friend - Carole King
When you're down and troubled
And you need some loving care
And nothing, nothing is going right
Close your eyes and think of me
And soon I will be there
To brighten up even your darkest night
You just call out my name
And you know wherever I am
I'll come running to see you again
Winter, spring, summer or fall
All you have to do is call
And I'll be there
You've got a friend
If the sky above you
Grows dark and full of clouds
And that old north wind begins to blow
Keep your head together
And call my name out loud
Soon you'll hear me knocking at your door
You just call out my name
And you know wherever I am
I'll come running to see you
Winter, spring, summer or fall
All you have to do is call
And I'll be there
Ain't it good to know that you've got a friend
When people can be so cold
They'll hurt you, and desert you
And take your soul if you let them
Oh, but don't you let them
You just call out my name
And you know wherever I am
I'll come running to see you again
Winter, spring, summer or fall
All you have to do is call
And I'll be there
You've got a friend
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