|My date: deekuntum|
“It’s just when you've got some coffee that’s too black, which means it’s too strong. What do you do? You integrate it with cream, you make it weak. But if you pour too much cream in it, you won’t even know you've had a coffee. It used to be hot, it becomes cool. It used to be strong, it becomes weak. It used to wake you up,
I can't remember when we started. But we started it here. This is the place called bloggersphere.
Everyone has fear. Mine are perception and first impression. I am not this type of person who knows exactly what to do with bad perception, unfavourable judgement and the changes of one's expression which results in another person's first impression.
Ever since I started blogging in 2004, I have been trying keep my profile as discreet as possible. I might have failed in certain areas and I had to admit that actually it took sometime to blog properly. Perhaps, my identity was known after all and it was not that difficult to find out who I was and how do I look like.
But fame was not my goal. I have never thought that blogging would eventually made some of us rich with Nuffnang money. It was never there when I started blogging eight years ago. I never thought that eventually there would be a reality show for bloggers. Several people I met in the earlier years of blogging have told me how they perceived bloggers as the scum of the earth due to the criticism made by those who knew to converse using the keyboard.
Some bloggers are just too loud.
Some bloggers chase for fame and money.
Some bloggers convert into writers.(some good, some bad, some pretend to be good)
But it was never easy to seek those who develop friendship.
I wonder what changed me when it came to this person. But I remember our tele-conversations. Our first date took place at Secret Recipe. I lost some memory on our Laksa Singapore and Nasi Goreng Thai Style, but our first meeting was definitely in Kuala Lumpur. I was very sure of that. It was back in 2010.
I recalled the time when we munched our onion ring in Tony Roma's. There was a a platter of pasta unfinished. There was a chequered shirt bought before I went to watch Katy Perry at World Stage.
We had two dates. In few years of just being a follower to each other's blog.
Yesterday, after such a long time of planning, delaying and postponing, we had our third date. One of the reason was this...
|Casual Vacancy - a birthday present from my lovely deekuntum|
When Kak Dee texted me and asked about the book which was not in my collection yet, I had automatically answered this book. It was automatic, considering that I went to book stores several times just to touch and smell the new controversial book from J.K. Rowling. It has never occur to me that the time finally came for me to hold this book in my deep slumber few minutes after this post is published (you see, I have to much excitement inside of me, I have forgotten to sleep!)
Over the excellent double espresso and cold latte, we talked about several things - work, crush, love, marriage, blogs, gossips and us.
Over the splendid hot keropok lekor and goreng pisang ala Bali, we discovered new things and shared the splendour of knowledge.
Over the graze of fingers on the tablets, we tied up the loose news and held on the friendship.
Kak Dee has always been a good motivator; full of humour and sarcasm and sincerity. It was difficult to acknowledge that the time has passed for several hours (plus the time when I got nervous and lost my way at the most familiar place called KLCC). It was never simple just to squeeze her shoulders before I stepped out of the LRT.
It was not as if we were departed for good. It was just the sense of weariness that things might change. My biggest fear, as I have mentioned earlier, was the challenge in maintaining the friendship with tenderness and not prejudice. I lost several headcount during the journey of getting to know another human. I would absolutely fight to keep the remaining.
For years, she has been reading this blog despite my ability to visit back and lack of updates. She was still reading the long post and small font. She noticed that the pictures were mostly from Flickr. She realised that the word was aye was used instead of a simple 'yes'.
It began here. I never wanted it to end. I trust it will never end.
Thank you very much for such a meaningful person, Kak Dee. Love u.
(go and visit Kak Dee's blog now! It's awesome!)
cHisHa cHeRyNa PiReS
from the cozy ambiance of Aseana Cafebar, Suria KLCC