No Tomorrow
June 14, 2008 by haziamyperspective
I don’t care about tomorrow
I’ve given up on yesterday
Here and now is all that matters
Right here with you is where I’ll stay
Everything in this world
Every voice in the night
Every little thing of beauty
Comes shining thru in your eyes…
Artist: Celine Dion
Song: Seduces Me
It’s funny how the past has a way of catching up with you. He and I… we had our special time in the city of the thousand minarets. The evening started horribly with me being blasted like a dog on the street but it unfold into something else before dawn arrived.
He was there to help and support me throughout. A strong character, very caring, it has been a while since I last met a man like that. Due to all the crisis, it was already midnight and we hadn’t even had dinner. In fact, we didn’t get to eat more than 2 spoonfuls of the cake that we shared when the situation exploded.
Knowing that I have gastric and I was already sick of the hotel food, he took me out. We got a cab and hang out at Pizza Hut. It was too late to eat properly, so we shared a plate of BBQ Chicken rolls. That was precious time, like we were the only 2 people who existed. And I didn’t want to know more about him… about other people in his life… about tomorrow. I just wanted to enjoy his company that night and not bother about anything else.
After that, we left the place at 3.00am to continue solving the seemingly impossible problem. The opening ceremony was due in 7 hours.
6 days later, we came home. And we met again yesterday. It was lunch at Pizza Hut in KL this time. We ordered the new Starzbites flower-shaped pizza meal. I asked him to choose the flavour and he decided on Masala Chicken. Yeah, a contrast to our blend meals abroad. The Chicago green garnishing reminded him of the very sour pickles that we had with our Shawarma. The pizza was his treat, though I owed him 3 lunches. He was too much of a gentleman not to pick up the bill. LOL!
He actually stopped me from making a big mistake at work. He said there are several things that I should learn. And me not thinking like a typical Malay means that he would have to spell them out one by one.
I gave him a copy of my book, an appreciation for all that he had done. He wanted to improve his English and I offered help. Surprisingly, he told me that my best friend in university was sort of his best friend too. They were in a commitee together. She never mentioned him though. Nevertheless, later on, she unveiled the one thing that I’d put off knowing for as long as I could.
Hmm, fate… Why didn’t I notice him back then in varsity? Nah, 12 years ago, he wouldn’t have struck my fancy anyway. At 23, he’d be far from what he has become today. No doubt, a result of someone else’s hardwork. LOL!
