i had shan. my neighbour. my buddy. my sponge, who'll just absorb to what i've got to say and will only twist when there's a need to. we'll talk about money, family, life, family, liverpool, family and some clever jokes. he's now in adelaide. for good i hope.
then i had shahreen. my brilliant ogre. special few who will exceptionally think further than anyone else would.... complete with statistics and predictions. a good buddy with his generous heart and wealthy brain full of knowledge. sense of humour may not be aligned but.... he's the best in the trade, by default. he's pursuing his studies in states.... new england i think. sometimes soon.... im gonna miss him.
i also had my uncle eddei rahmat. probably as sarcastic, as practical, as humble like me. maybe less outspoken. but whenever he speaks, the world rumbles. probably like me too. behind the quiet and smiling face, lies an engine beneath the forehead. the person i would look up to for advise and when i am desperate for quick solutions. he's going to london for months.
and of course i have my wife.... who has been reading my brains and my dialogue bubble pretty well.
the above mentioned few makes me feel like im communicating to myself... in certain aspects. because they'd come out with answers like how i would answer myself.
ya know sometimes stupid conversations can just be such a turn off. but at times you just need them.... to get you moving. huh?
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