Define A Friendship

Have it ever occur to you when you bath or when you lie on your bed, your mind can’t resist reminiscing the sweet time in the past? Reminiscing the past friendships and bonds that were so strong that you can’t resist your tears flowing on your cheek. Images of laughter and smile, and sadness and solemn. Is it when you try to open the old album, and close it again because the pain on your chest is so intense? Just to know that those pictures and images are all in the past. Memories that you know can’t never be near again.

I have been there. Among my friends I am the first to make the breakaway. The first to leave the group. The first to be isolated. I might have a bad brain to remember all the names. Honestly even though we were once a best friend I might still forget the names. But…the feelings, the promises, the air of when we were together are still fresh in my mind and in my heart. Because when I keep walking down the path, I realized that there was never a comradeship, a friendship that greater since. Just when I realize I have lost it, I have walked too far, looking back I just see the thick bushes and the old woods of yesterday.

I’ve always been taught that experience is the best teacher. Since then I never afraid to travel to an alien place to search for this teacher.

When I was leaving for MRSM Kuching, everybody asked me why. My friends of course, the Principal, and the teachers. My childish and innocent notion made me answered to them that it was for the sake of experience. Honestly it was my own decision. The Principal even jokingly with sarcasm ask me, “is there no experience here in Kolej (Kolej Tun Datu Tuanku Haji Bujang)?” I was stun in silence not knowing what to say. Then,also my friend asked why and I answered “Carik susah” (find difficulties). Because he said that I have all the privileges and friends there in Kolej and suddenly I want to go.

Then off I went to search for the glory of Heaven and the splendor of the Earth. I found not just the glory and the splendor but also the knowledge of sorrow, of love, of power and of betrayal. Above all nothing is comparable to the friendship that I found there in MRSM. As Charles Dickens describe the Revolution…1775

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way.

Am I on the right path of am I on a fool’s errand? Will I be able to find the dream I am looking for? Will my prayer be answered? Questions after questions, uncertainties and anxieties. I was unsure of my decision when I was on the MRSM soil. As I always do, the last thing I wanted to do is regreting. I braved those days with my eyes wide open absorbing something new which were pretty much everything.

There, people were different because we were living in total seperation from the outside world. We didn’t see so much of outsider unless weekends. The culture was quite saturated with boarding school culture. Things that I observed so much different form Kolej were people show they are

  1. love couple so explicitly,
  2. people rarely speak english,
  3. seniority and juniority were so important,
  4. everything done by students for studens,
  5. boarding students are a bit loaded compare to Kolej,
  6. anger were resolved by fight,
  7. and prefecture and students body are respected not dreaded.

The root of our friendship was so much of cronyism. We were divided by some certain common interest. What we like to do together. Almost all the time we did them together. We eat, play, study and pray together. We protect our members. It was almost gangsterism minus the trouble. We didn’t do trouble together.

In MRSM when we want to do something or go somewhere we fight for it. We went to the teachers and the principal to get for endorsement. We bugged the teachers until they give the approve. Example if we want to go for group outing.

We lived as brothers and as sisters. When we have problems we shared them. When we have happiness we embrace them together. Cry and laugh together. We were one big family.

But certainly, things come and go. Like the wind and the rain. Days and night. Happiness and sorrow. Just keep on moving in a circle. Even the greatest love story ever told those time ends. Even the utmost beauty friendship meet the conclusion. As the time goes by the memories fades into the past.

I am sorry I reminded you (if you are related) of a bitter past. Or…a past that you don’t want to see anymore. I am just a friend that want to be the keeper of this treasure, the treasure of memories of friendship and love. For some, the pictures retell the previous love that has lost, some, adventure that insatiable, and memories of past resentment that have yet forgiven. I am in no power to rekindle them. They might just better be forever doused.

Other Related Post Treasure and Description of the Past and Left Shut Forever

(Note: If you know anybody in the picture please tell them about this post. I will try to tell all that still in contact with me. These picture are from my personal album during MRSM time. I still have 30 edited picture to be put in the blog. 10 have been shown above. If anybody wants the soft copy of my album please contact me and I may send you a CD direct to your address. It would be my pleasure to have you all again in contact.)


22 responses to “Define A Friendship

  • sha serene

    nice.. πŸ˜‰
    remind me of the good old days.

    “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way.”

    gamba sene yg aku seblah nana ngan farhan ya??

  • elvinado

    Sha ~ kat Sri Aman kali time pesta benak…Still remember?

  • maika

    nice pictures to reminisc the past. If i see old pictures of mine, i will be like euww is that me? why did i wear like that? and blah blah blah comment from myself.. but still i am here now because of my past..

  • Shinada

    lot of memories back there. same thing happened to me when i decided to leave for MRSM but you know what, i truly believe i made the right decision. simply because all the experiences taught me a lot of things. I wont even trade it for anything else.

    oh by the way, the pic the one that I hold a mic, that was cruel of you guys letting me being the lead singer. aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa….lol.. everyone was backing off when I tried to pass the mic away. Thinking of that moment now, I can just smile. I guess it is one of the sweet memories.

  • Patt Irmina

    nah..nah..i know that girl in the 4th picture…sha serene~

  • sha serene

    bena juak..hehe ;p ermm..who’s shinada?

  • Lynnwei

    wonderful post!!!

    now u make me miss my friends!!

  • LEA85

    i always think of the past too, somehow, those days in highschool were the days where i laughed more than i cried, i wish growing up wasnt as hard as it was for me…this makes me wanna put a liseshow of how my old school was too hehe. me and maika and jacklyne are form the same class since we were 14 years old πŸ˜›

  • elvinado

    Maika ~ Being young is privilege…of making mistake
    Shinada~ I still got a lot of pictures to be posted in few days. Keep checking
    PI ~ Memang Sha sik berubah jak rupanya
    Sha ~ Shinada is (drum roll)………Ted….Sampe juak kawan bait…sik kenal haha…biasala sik pernah dengar nick name ya…
    Lynnwei ~ It took me few hours to think of the words and how should I do it.
    Leo ~ Using Slide it was very easy you know…I mean very easy.Ooo you and maika was class mate.But who is Jacklyne?She has a blog?

  • Janice

    I have super poor memory in remembering names too. Even after my form 6, once i met a girl in kopitiam I already forgot her name — she’s my classmate in form 6 and it’s just half a year after I finished STPM. :p

  • lestermichael

    Ha ha nice picture…cikgu saptuyah-cikgu moral…….the other is cikgu bio..i couldnt remember..and the other one..norhisham..if i spelled that out correctly..hahaha..mind asking u..nok picture paling atas ya…sebelah kanan…mcm aku kenal jak…..geogina? If i were wrong, pardon me..LOLs

  • lestermichael

    hahaha not to forget Mr. Wong….chemistry teacher…one time he didnt notice his zip was still opened. hahaha

  • elvinado

    Lester ~ Yes she is Goergina. Why? She was really close with us form 5s back then.

  • lestermichael

    ohh u know anything bout her…now..i mean her whereabouts…..?

  • elvinado

    Nope ~ Totally lost contact…

  • roe

    i feel like crying..memories are great and may hurt.but i like those i had in MRSM.taught me so much bout life,love,friendship and bla bla..the best things.

  • glaize

    I love this post! Insightful, if I may say so myself. While it’s been only a few months ago that I parted with my high school friends, I do miss them – a lot. (Hey, I’ve got stuffs to do, it’s not that I’m making no effort to keep in touch). Thanks for ur cmmnt and well, to live the day when i finally could see my books on the rack would be a dream come true. published nothing yet (not much to do in m’sia) but maybe i’ll get to it. maybe. hehe. thanks again. actually, what i wrote was my life, nothing special about it. just the daily dose i get for living.

  • dan

    nice one alvin… it all bring back memories… sob sob… 😦

    where is the love yo? i dont know.. where is the love yo? i dont know…
    karyawan malam album, still remember?

  • elvinado

    Glaize ~ Thanks…I will be waiting for your first book…don’t let me be the last to know…
    Dan ~ Where is the love yo?…I DON’T KNOW, Where is the love yo?…I DON’T KNOW…mana mungkin aku bisa melupakannya…

  • dan

    elvinado….do u still remember the album “karyawan malam”? i still hv the cassette but dont know whether it is in good condition… miss the good old days…

  • bongkersz

    i love this post. reminiscing about the past. i always do that. i miss the time back in kolej. i learned many things there. i still remember many names from there. sob sob. sentimental..

  • naqib mohamad

    hye bro…
    im ur super2 junior… hehee

    sekarang form 5, spm dis year….
    i had seen ur pic for this post….
    there is cikgu su, cikgu zai, cikgu saptuyah n cikgu ( i cant remember, tapi skrang dia dah pindah mrsm lain…) hehe…

    nice to know you…

    bro, batch ke brape?

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