Down with very bad sore throat
Guess all that Nutella licking is catching up on me
*stares at Glash*
On a more sombre note..
I have this person who is very dear to me..
A certain family member
Lets call her E..
*Rewind*
We grew up together and even though we were different in so many ways
E was like a younger sister to me
She was the only kid to her parents & I was the only kid to mine
As years passed I turned out to be the silent,brooding one
E was always cheerful & the life of every party
I hated school & studying
E never missed a day of school & studied hard
I crumpled my failed test papers & threw them out of sight
E pestered her teachers to find out where she went wrong
The one similarity we shared was our passion for music
She used to compose music & play the organ & I used to sing
For several years this was the scenario
Soon in the late 90's,her family shifted from Yishun
That's when we saw less of each other
*Fast Forward*
E has done fairly well in her studies with plans to go even further
I happily settle down into the groove and grind of office life
There is a strange occurence though
These days I am cheerful & always in the midst of gatherings
E has become some sort of a recluse
I love hanging out with my friends
E hardly has a friend to call her own
She keeps away from family gatherings
Even when she is present ,she seldom partakes
She chooses her answers carefully when she speaks
When she DOES speak..she speaks in circles & philosophies..like an old lady
She can't get along with people outside
She doesn't WISH to get along with anyone
She just wants things to be done the right way
HER way
I talk to E as usual
I try to cheer her up
I try to make her optimistic
It all falls on deaf ears
Slowly we started getting complaints from her parents
The girl was flying into flaring tempers & getting violent
Her house is shrouded in a dark cloud of unhappiness
Her parents have lost the spark in their eyes
Her room is scattered with hundreds of expensive items..
none used all brand new
Her study room is filled with old books,notes piled high
Her organ player lies neglected under a beautiful rug
There's loads more that's happening but talking about it would be a total invasion of her privacy
& besides it makes me sad.
It made me even more sad when I found out that she has some resentment towards me.
She has everything..a home,loving parents,intelligence,culture,high education
Me?
When I think of all the times I have goofed off & been a total black sheep while E studied day and night..I feel like questioning the irony of it all.
I realise that I'm so blessed to have so many warm & loving friends surrounding me
Many of them are just a phone call away
I think of E sitting alone at home surrounded by books and more books
Not a soul to call and say Hi to
Her mind traumatised by God knows what.
This is me,Patricia