Time. A word synonymous to all. People fight for fairness. To get the worth of money from your boss. To get the love from parents. But one thing is for sure, time is always fair. Everyone is gifted with the same 24hours a day. 7 days a week. 52 weeks a year. And so on. As time passes, so does the memories of our past. Good memories, bad memories. Its all there.
Been reading Ah Sian's blog. Went through every single entry. Damn my eyes are blur right now. But his blog. It brings back lots of memories. Lots of fun times and lots of sad times. The time when we were all together. Serving in the name of GOD for Pujut's Teenage society. Those were the times. I dare say this. My times as a teenage is well lived. I wouldnt exchange it for anything. Some people might spend their teenage years going to cyber cafes and everything. But i dint. I stuck to my religion. I never ever regretted.
My teenager years were full of joy and laughter. Me, Ah Sian, Ah Yap, Josh and Chi Enn. We were the invincible five brothers. We worked for the Teenage society. We served GOD in all the small small ways we can at that time. It was the best. The camps, the game everything. I miss them. But if you ask me now. Would i trade something to reset the past. I would bravely answer you. NO. Why? Memories are meant to be that memories. If you can relive that part of your life that you call a memory. It wont be a memory anymore. It will be like a show you downloaded off the internet. Where you can watch it over and over and over again. Its no longer precious. Its not longer a memory.
With that. I end my post.