Hazia’s Reflections

Okay, I’m really stressed today. From experience, a good way to bust stress is by writing about something that happened a long time ago.

So, this came to mind. It is so outdated. I had completely forgotton to post it on my blog. LOL!

Those who had been following long enough would know. And if you were wondering what happened to ‘The Stranger’ aka Bad, here goes.

For newcomers, he was a guy I met through a website but we never chatted online. Just 1 email to exchange phone numbers and he was calling me several times a week. 32 years old now, he claimed to be of mixed parentage i.e. Irish father and Malay mother but that he looked 100% Malay.

He said he grew up overseas and only learned to speak Malay in boarding school when he was 14. His German-Chinese ex-girlfriend during university days ran off with his best friend. They got married later. Then, he became an alcoholic until his father personally went to the UK to drag him back home. He was in rehab for 6 months.

So it goes… he was always reluctant to meet up when I suggested. However, he liked to spring surprise lunch invitations knowing very well I wouldn’t spontaneously just go ahead and meet him. I was too nervous. I knew where he worked but I wasn’t even motivated enough to pay him an ‘unplanned visit’. LOL!

One day, during his company trip to Vietnam, we had a long phone conversation. We agreed to have dinner on Valentine’s Day the week after. He was supposed to get back to me on the time and venue. Till the evening of 14 February 2006, he still didn’t reply my sms.

The weird part was that I wasn’t even upset or sad or anything. I guessed I saw it coming. There was no news from him until 29 May 2006. Yeah, 3.5 months later.

He called me, apologised and admitted that he chickened out. Then he started calling me regularly again. His phone conversations were always very one-sided. An hour-long call, and he did like 90% of the talking. And the topic was either on some general issues or trend that I didn’t follow or… about HIM. There was no problem with phone bills as he always called from his office.

After a while, I got tired. Come Ramadhan that October, he developed this irritating habit of calling me just a few minutes into breaking fast time. Obviously, I was eating.

I smsed him to ask wasn’t he breaking fast too. He just irritated me some more by calling several times again. Then, I started ignoring his calls altogether. My mind was also occupied by something else or rather someone else. Yes, since 11 September, Ad had entered my life. Which was why I was too busy to update this story.

The Stranger continued calling me right until during Raya break. He left sad sounding voice messages. He was wondering whether he had done something wrong or said something wrong. I ignored him completely. Then he shut up. He was too self centred to even realise that he had actually called me on my birthday; he didn’t even wish me or anything.

Well, let’s put it this way. I didn’t intent to seek revenge 8 months later but it just happened. That’s why people said revenge is the sweetest when you take your time and plunge when it is least expected. Now we’re even. LOL!

Gosh, it has just crossed my mind. How much truth was there in his stories? It could big 1 big fat ugly lie too. There was way too much drama. LOL!