Eternally Young

She would've turned thirty today. And we would've been friends for 25 years this year.

We always joked about how we'd be buddies in our old days and because we both loved to shop, we'd be those orang-orang tua who still shopped like mad. Wearing tudung to cover the greys in my hair (she wouldn't have greys coz she'd be too vain to let em go grey!) and grumbling and b.i.t.c.h.i.n.g. about everything in life amidst LOUD laughter (always happened whenever we were together), we'd be buds till we had great grandchildren.

Alas, it will never happen.

Eternally young she will be.

When she was alive, I always wished her a happy birthday at a belated date. I've always been very bad with dates. We'd meet or chat on the phone and I'd ask her; "Ohhhh yeahhhhhh, so what did you do for your birthday??"... and she'd laugh and say; "Too late again, Nina! I knew it!"..

But today thanks to those savvy reminders we have nowadays, I remembered it on time. On this exact day, not a day too late. I'd love to hear her laugh out loud in amazement if she was still around, to hear that I'd wish her on time, once and for all.

You're still and always in my thoughts, my dear old friend.

May your soul always be amongst the solehins.