My good old friend who visited me last week is on her flight to Malaysia, oh how I miss her! She’s shattered from her work trip in London and Paris; glad to be on her way home, but a bit sad to leave me. Her brief visit has prompted me to write another post on friendship. It’s made me reflect on my life so far, on how fortunate I’ve been to have met a group of wonderful women I can call long term friends. As we grow older, people come and go in our lives, only a few remain in contact on a regular basis. Only a handful understands you and accepts you the way you are, more often than not these would be old friends who go back a long way.
I’ve been in England for 17 years now, I sometimes feel that when I’m out of sight, I would be out of mind too. But such is not the case. My old friends cherish my friendship, and for that I feel ever so grateful and blessed. I know I’ve changed in many ways ever since I lived in the West; for instance I only eat rice 2-3 times a week, I used to eat it 2-3 times a day back in my homeland! I don’t even prepare many Malay dishes anymore, was happy when my friend cooked it for me! That’s just a simple example, point being I know I’m a different person now compared to when I was living back home. But deep down inside I know no other woman would understand me as well as this bunch of lovely ladies I’ve known for so long. We may meet each other once every few years but we will pick up where we left off as if we never parted. We know what goes on in each other’s minds even before we could spell it out. I’ve met many women of different nationalities and backgrounds but this lot of Malay gals are closest to my heart, I guess I’m a true Malay woman myself too at the end of the day.
To entertain my present nostalgic feelings on a rather wet, windy and cold autumn’s day; I’ve included a Malay song I love, dedicated to all the lovely Malay women out there, especially those who know me personally. As my hubby always says about me; you can take her out of Malay land, but you can never take away the Malay in her! And I would always answer back, you are the only reason I’m here! No, I think I’m quite comfortable in my own skin now, I am what I am. And my hubby is right in constantly reminding me that it’s my destiny to be here, as willed by God. Thank you God the Almighty for the many blessings in my life, for all the genuine hearts intertwined with my own. ❤