Cengal has spoken.
"Mummy... you can have boyfriend, only one. Not many many!"
She blurted yesterday evening.
I was taken aback. Surprised.
What made her came out with that statement?
I thought hard. Then I realized.
She might have had girls talk with her classmate whom has lost her father in an accident when she was still very small. I guess.... they were talking about their mothers and comparing.... hehehehe.
Well, my dear Cengal.
Let mummy have many many boyfriends ....... ehem... hehehe, and girlfriends too of course, for the time being. Mummy's boyfriends are happy hour buddies, travelling buddies and cray cray buddies.
The 'one' ... let nature takes its own course.
I may not want.
I may want.
Kalau dah jodoh kata Ustaz Kazim Elias.
A poem to share.
He Is Not Dead
I cannot say, and I will not say
That he is dead. He is just away.
With a cheery smile, and a wave of the hand,
He has wandered into an unknown land
And left us dreaming how very fair
It needs must be, since he lingers there.
And you—oh you, who the wildest yearn
For an old-time step, and the glad return,
Think of him faring on, as dear
In the love of There as the love of Here.
Think of him still as the same. I say,
He is not dead—he is just away.”
RIP my dear.