Sketsa Kecil

Been talking to my dearest friend, Nana, today..

Rarely I talk to her but she still knows me well.

She said I’m a mentor and protégée type.

And I was like thrown back to some moments, happened two years ago.

Back then, I was so happy and alive. (I’m still happy and alive now though!)

My eyes shone so bright, Nana said.

I was so thrilled by the figure.

So amazed by the hard and tough experience.

So surprised by the different point of view.

So blinded by the way of handling people.

So whatever by the whatsoever.

It’s not about the look, I know for sure.

Nor about the attention.

Nor about the age.

Nor about any syndrome people said I might have.(what syndrome?!)

I know, it’s not about the person, Nana.

It’s about the type.

And I must say, you are so damn right!