One Thought Away

This entry was intentionally written to talk about missing people that I love the most, but the recent controversial Instagram post kind of adding the spices into it ;) (as well as the reason I posted this entry earlier than I initially wanted to XD)

It was a Friday. I just finished having a video call with my family in the morning. My class started at 11 o’clock, so I had a plenty of time to kill before going out for my Social Anthropology Tutorial which is just 10 minutes away, in Taviton Street. I was bored, at the same time don’t have the mood to do any of my readings (well yeah it’s a Friday so I was basically waiting for the weekday to end!). So I decided to have another video call, this time with my aunt, which was around an hour before my tutorial. The first question that I asked her was, “Are you still in school?” And she replied “Of course I am at home, look at the time!” Then I looked at the time shown on my phone. It was half past ten in the morning. I really really thought it was still midday in Malaysia. But 1030 + another 7 hours, that just simply means ….wait…. it’s dusk, it’s sunset! I totally forgot everything about this time difference.

So that is where the idea of ‘not being hit by the fact that we are 7 hours away’ comes from. What I was thinking when I was having that video call is, we are in two different world only separated by a screen (or a mirror, as what my lil brother calls it XD). We’re still living under the same skies, yet on different continents, but I am hardly aware about it. Why?

This led me to bring in the question my roommate once asked me. “Don’t you feel homesick?” “How do you feel being away from your family?” To be honest, I don’t even know if I do feel homesick. Well, I do think of my family and friends. I do occasionally miss them. But homesick…hmm, maybe I need to look for the exact definition of homesick in the first place before I can answer that question XD So I did search for it, and this is what I got from the Cambridge English dictionary :

homesick :

unhappy because of being away from home for a long period

If the keyword is being ‘unhappy’, then I am afraid that I have to reject the proposition that I am homesick. Probably, because I know why I am here for. Not only now, but everything that I have done in my life has always been for them. Personally, I think I don’t really experience the feeling of being homesick is because I have been in boarding schools for more than six years. So, being away from my family members is not a new thing. Well, at least for me. It is new for someone.

My sweetheart.

Guess who?

My cute little brother! Ever since my first video call that I had with my family from London, my mum told me he had always been telling my mum that he wanted to talk to me every day! I feel so touched, as it has never crossed my mind that I would always be one thought away from him. I still remember how loud he cried and screamed when we were in KLIA a month ago. I wish I don’t have to leave these people, but what choice do I have though? XD

No matter what option that I take, I believe Allah has always had the best thing planned for me.

It’s okay bro, jauh di mata tapi dekat di hati alright? :)

p/s : so that simply means I'm not in any long distance relationship with any guy okay hahaha XD or maybe, not yet? XP

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