Friday, 16 January 2015
5 days to go.
I met an old friend of mine today.
He messaged me on Facebook a week before asking me how I was doing and what I have been up to, like he normally does from time to time. Normally because he wants me to attend either a seminar or a convention in relation to his marketing business. But this time, when he asked me what I have been up to, instead of saying nothing much, I answered that I have been packing. To which, he was nothing short of taken aback.
“Why!?!” he asked me.
“Oh, you know, because I’m going back for good.” I replied.
“But you never told me anything!?!” he said.
One thing led to another, he then asked me for a meet up, a catch-up session, if you may. Last catch-up session before I went back for good. To which I happily said yes.
And so we agreed to meet up on Friday evening, right after he finished work.
To be honest, on that day, I was rather reluctant to meet him. Reason being, on that particular day, I have been up and about since the early morning and spent my whole day busy roaming around the city running errands. I was so all over the place that I did not get a chance to eat lunch or even drink water much. Hence, I was feeling terribly hungry before the meet-up. Couldn’t take the hunger anymore, I proceeded to message this friend of mine, asking if he would be keen for dinner. He was not. With my stomach rumbling and my head spinning, I felt extremely cranky. You know how hunger ticks me off! 😡 Furthermore, that whole day was crappy af. Things did not go according to my plan, everything was so disorganised. So at the end of the day, I was just utterly exhausted, dehydrated AND hungry.
But things kinda turned another way when I finally met him.
Well, to start off, he is a big ball of positivity! And it has been ages since I last saw him. Well, not ‘ages’ ages, the last time I met him was a year ago. He tried to get me into his business exactly two years ago, when I was struggling with the stress of my full time job. I was not sure enough to join his business at that time so I declined his offer politely. A year passed by and we met again last year to catch up on life. I remember telling him that I had finally quit my job and left that creepy manager of mine, to which I remember him happily responded with:
“I told you to quit the job. You deserve much better than that!”
That was last year. A year had conveniently gone by and finally we met again. We spoke about our future as well as reminisced about our past. The friends that we still keep in contact with, the routine that we find ourselves engulfed in everyday. We talked about Melbourne. We talked about passion and goals. Being a passionate individual that he is, he shared with me his passion about his business and how regretful he often feels every time he hears stories of friends giving up on businesses similar to his because they could not see results. Short term results, that is. We then discussed about how long term results require substantial amount of commitment, perseverance and in my opinion, passion. All in all, this guy is all about his business and career. We then talked about how both of us are going to spend Chinese New Year this year with our families back home and how annoying that time of the year can be when the elderlies would ask us about when we are planning to get married and have a family. We laughed about it but he ended his line with how distant that idea is to him at the moment. The idea of getting married and settling down. He continued with commenting on how times have changed. Perhaps it was simple for people to settle down, get married, and have kids back in the olden days as things were simpler back then. But now, there are just too much expectations involved in the whole idea of getting married and providing for a wife that he was not afraid to say aloud that he is definitely not ready yet. All he wants to do now is to build his career and find ways to earn as much money as possible. Or in his own words:
“Can’t even support myself, need to support a wife somemore?”
When I was listening to him talking about this, it reminded me with conversations that I had with another friend of mine. Also in his early 20s. A striking resemblance between the two blokes was how completely obsessed they are with their career, and how clueless and unprepared they are with the idea of settling down and having a family of their own. I feel for them though..
Even though I reckon the whole difference of mindset between young women and men in their early 20s in regards to marriage is rather unfair, like, we girls aim to settle down early to mid twenties (ideally) whilst them guys will only want to settle down once they are able. Financially and mentally, which will ideally be in their thirties. And they are lucky because men age like wine while women, let’s just say we have an expiry date. Brutally unfair. But on the other hand, I can sort of see where these guys are coming from..
Anyway, so we talked and talked until it was time to go.
We took the same tram but I had to get off at the stop after. It was a crowded tram. But as crowded as the tram was, we still managed to hug each other goodbye before I got off. He’s always been friendly that way…..
Which brings me to this:
Don’t you think that it’s funny how human relationships work? How people meet each other, choose to being friends and continue to keep in contact over the years? Him and I, we were never close. Like, we met each other during our Trinity years, five years back. But even during then, we never really talked to each other often, we rarely belonged to the same class (even never, I think), we did not share the same circles of friends. And yet, after all these years, it’s funny that he still stuck around. In my life, that is.
I used to question the reason why. Why would a person seem to have stuck around in your life throughout the years when you were never even close with him or her to begin with. It’s even funnier when you think of it this way – ironically, people whom you were closer with at the beginning, often find themselves getting further and further away from you as years flew by.
I used to believe there was a reason. There must be a reason why this person is always there. Why this person is still in your life, even say, you never made any effort for him or her to stay?
But perhaps, sometimes, not everything happens for a reason.
Sometimes, convenience or even coincidence takes the better of the circumstances. Over reasons..