They came from different places and backgrounds. Without knowing each other, they were placed in a class who no one would have ever thought that it would be a place where every distinct particle around them embraced, pushed and tied them together till they had no other choice but to learn to get used to each other’s natural individuality, be it one they had seen or one they had just known its being, and eventually accept that was it, that was the environment they were going to be acquainted with, and that was the class – the class they at first did not know would be the ground where they met their second family.
Hearing people their age moaning about having to fit in with the normalcy they regarded as not normal to them made these people who had found their second family laugh. How could they not laugh when they did not think it was necessary for they had made it through the rain without having to undergo that phase? That phase that people would definitely do each time they enroll in a new place. That phase where pretending to be of the same kind as well as opinion for the sake of feeling belonged is essential. That phase where originality does not yet matter as all matters is companies so one would not look lonely when one goes from one a place to another.
These people, who had found their second family in the class which was akin to a playground where they learned about nature, were always themselves. They knew they were not born to please people but people would still be pleased nevertheless, once they gave these people chances to show their true colors. Why would people gnash their teeth in wrath when they were just being themselves? Throughout the period of being a temporary family, they had learnt to ignore about what others who were not in the same class said and claimed they were, for they knew those folks were not there when a particular occasion happened and the claims were nothing else but speculations.
They do not know what lies ahead of them. They do not know if there are chances to be in a same class or even chances to ever meet again. Not knowing what their future would be like brings them to a consensus to not make any promises they themselves are not sure if they can fulfill. Even so, there is one thought they have in common and it is,
“The best mirror is an old friend.”
Tribute to PL1I-PL31 rockers.
Lots of undying love,
Lekha ♡.
Hearing people their age moaning about having to fit in with the normalcy they regarded as not normal to them made these people who had found their second family laugh. How could they not laugh when they did not think it was necessary for they had made it through the rain without having to undergo that phase? That phase that people would definitely do each time they enroll in a new place. That phase where pretending to be of the same kind as well as opinion for the sake of feeling belonged is essential. That phase where originality does not yet matter as all matters is companies so one would not look lonely when one goes from one a place to another.
These people, who had found their second family in the class which was akin to a playground where they learned about nature, were always themselves. They knew they were not born to please people but people would still be pleased nevertheless, once they gave these people chances to show their true colors. Why would people gnash their teeth in wrath when they were just being themselves? Throughout the period of being a temporary family, they had learnt to ignore about what others who were not in the same class said and claimed they were, for they knew those folks were not there when a particular occasion happened and the claims were nothing else but speculations.
They do not know what lies ahead of them. They do not know if there are chances to be in a same class or even chances to ever meet again. Not knowing what their future would be like brings them to a consensus to not make any promises they themselves are not sure if they can fulfill. Even so, there is one thought they have in common and it is,
“The best mirror is an old friend.”
Tribute to PL1I-PL31 rockers.
Lots of undying love,
Lekha ♡.
5 comments:
rindu kamu juge khal.. huhuhuhu pl3i tetap dlm ingatan :)
Aku pun rindu kau. Dan muka blushing kau. Salam dari KLANG (:
kau rindu aku tak?
hihihi *gelak gedik sambil goyang bontot*
Akma gedik. Terang lagi bersuluh aku rindu kau kot -____-"
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