I suddenly rmb how i brought it home, smuggling it up a bus in a shoebox
with a friend of mine.
Hoping it wouldn't make a sound for it was total silence @times or loud music blasting from phones by some malays. For once which i was thankful for as it masks over the meowing.
How i walked home from the bus stop where stray cats followed me when they heard noises coming from the shoebox which i was trying to carry really carefully , minimizing moving of the box as far as possible for fear of making her dizzy.
Alas , I got home . And its just a feeling that can't really be fathomed of finally having it in our home for good which felt almost certain at that time, about a year ago.
She was like a part of my family . To me she was more than just a friend.
She accompanied me throu late nights when everyone else was asleep or on days when i was alone at home.
She made a difference during these days, the special feeling of peace yet not the cold hard feeling of loneliness and boredom.
How I would talk to her and ask her questions which she responded and I believed in the responses she gives cos it felt so much like she understood everything.
Althou she's disobedient and irritating at times.
It's no doubt that the joy she brings far surpass the anger the she brings about
to people.
And recalling her sneaky moments where she would hide behind doors whenever she knew someone was coming home just to sneak out to play or doing her wayward actions whenever no one is looking but it's a total contrast if someones looking cos she clearly knows its disallowed.
Nevertheless, she left deep prints in my heart & remains of memories.
At least, what I carry in my heart is mine to keep forever.
This year, its december again. The christmas tree just reminded me about so much, especially the sounds of the decor balls dropping to the ground.
She will always be playing with the christmas trees, leaping into the air to knock the decor down from the trees which of course incurred the fury of auntie as she had to hang them back up again.
However, this year it was different in an abominable way for me.
I don't know why but she left a huge impact, simply thinking abt it brings me to the verge of tears.
This post have been saved as drafts a few months now, initially unsure if i should post it as its just so overwhelming.
Was doing a cleanup of drafts and therefore decided to cos I know readin it will bring back great, fond memories even if ..
tea9/5/09 @4:29 PM