This time Hari Raya's holiday meant a lot. Apart from celebrating with families, friends - true friends - add value to this memorable time. Nan & his family were there, back to the kampung since we last met 20 odd years ago. Then we had this old friends - man keling, rawa, shah, bond, arbok, bosham, mail benggali, mi kurus, mi gemok, and a few others, oopss! sorry, don't remember all at the moment - all were there recalling their precious moments which were shared by all. I guess nan was the central of attraction because he has two beautiful daughters and perhaps many are considering to put nan in their 'future-besan's list!
Then on the second raya, I had this group of students celebrating raya with their very own style. But Im not going to reveal how they were celebrating, no, not now. Later, maybe.
Few days later were really something. The best raya indeed, I suppose. Full stop.
How should I sum it all up?
There is scarcely anything more beautiful in the world than the opportunity to be surrounded with genuine friends whose devotion is not measured by one's wealth, nor affected by the lack of it. A true friend is a gem in any setting.
"I can better trust those who helped to relieve the gloom of my dark hours than those who are so ready to enjoy with me the sunshine of my prosperity", so says Midi, one late afternoon.
To conclude, "fair-weather friends" are cheap acquaintances...
