I'm known to do things the impulsive way and occasionally things I do would somehow be frowned upon but I have not done anything as unexpected as those of the previous days.
My relationship is in trouble. Somehow happiness isn't one that sticks around with me for long. Happiness in a love relationship, that is. I guess I am paying a debt to karma. Perhaps I've done enough wrongs in the past and it's just payback time. However, I'm not as upset as I should be - or should I say as a person who might be facing a break up should be.
I met a Korean guy at Clark and I was keen to talk to him as I was bored out of my wits, a bit upset with the prospects of going home for a potential break up, and missing a conversation in my 'mother tongue' - I honestly thought he was Chinese.
:) After filling up the immigration departure form, I headed to sit next to the Korean guy and asked him 'Are you going to KL?' and he said 'No, Kuala Lumpur'. :) I knew that he wasn't Chinese, nor Malaysian but continued chatting with him anyway. Yes.. that's because I love to talk.
I offered him advice on KL and we later proceeded inside and continued to chat further. Our conversation carried from the check in counter line, to the counter, to the payment for airport tax counter, to the queue towards to immigration check point, past the screening section, at the waiting area, among the queue towards the plane and also in the plane. We were joined briefly by a Chinoy businessman Sandy as well who gave us wonderful stories on beaches and being rich and famous in the Philippines.
After 4 hours of long conversation that covers practically topics of all types, we introduced ourselves! Haha.. and I did the most absurd thing. I invited him to stay at my sister's place!!! And he actually said YES. Oh my goodness. Seriously. I have outdone all the craziest things I've done in the past but it actually felt like it was the thing I had to do.
We talked some more and the plane landed. I would love to mention every single bit of incidents in details but am a bit lazy to be so elaborate.
So, just in brief.. we spent 2 days plus just talking, sightseeing, running financial errands, meeting friends and having a blast.
I have never had such a unique friendship. A really healthy and unusual one as well. Thinking about it, I could have met with a serial killer di ba? Pero it wasn't like that. I met with an angel who thinks I am one too. I met a total stranger who accompanied me through some difficult moments that I couldn't escape and I met with a really great friend. With all the emotions I feel, people find me overwhelming. Yet this new friend responses with equal feelings.
We may have very different lives, our own sets of commitments and future plans. Yet somehow our paths were meant to cross and we were given some time to enjoy each other's presence.
Quoting him indirectly, I honestly feel that even if I met with someone from home, I might not have shared such a wonderful time with that person. When 62 hours of knowing each other seem like 10 years, you'll know that miracles do happen. And God does exist. And living angels do walk the earth. And everything would be okay no matter how bad it seems.
Thank you Harry, Mr Korean Guy.
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