i just came back from a b-town (batam),a sunny island which i used to live..although b-town was not my hometown but it's a place where i met my two bestfriends,bestfriends for life...b-town is also a place where few important chapters in my life was set...days with my momma,days filled of fun and laughter with my playground bunchies,childhood love stories and staying in the same house with my this two little cousins who are now growing so fast that i feel like im doubling my age...while i was packing my old remnants,i found this picture which i took eons years ago...
chan chan,the older brother,who used to follow me around when he was a kid,especially when we were going to play basketball. a kiddo who always try to play bball like the adult and shooting the balls into the ring with his tiny hand and small feet, now, goes to training almost everyday,won many games,becoming a great playmaker in his team and amusingly it's my turn to fetch him home from his training on my few night stays at b-town..feeling so proud of him that he is going to be a great man but on the other hand,i feel dejected..this kid who used to be showered with many loves before,a young prince he was,had changed so much now due to his circumtances. the look behind his shy and smiling face,i can sense a different side of him that i want to do so much for him and his brother,to make them happy,happier than other kids in this world...at that moment i wished i have the power of Santa!
why sometimes our feeling so overwhelming but cant express much and do much...infuriate,so infuriating....
only Hope and our faith that needs to be stronger cos all ends according to His will...a beautiful will...
