Morose May

"Morose May, go away.

I need my friends close so please let them stay.

But if it is time for them to go, I pray that you will look after them well, and be kind.

Take them far and surround them with happiness, share with them the rest of the world You own.

Spread the light of love and know and just know that you can come back anytime and things will feel like nothing has changed…"

Oh who am I kidding.  

May has always been a sweet month; my younger brother was born this time of year.

It has a feminine ring to it, May.

A number of people are moving, around and about. It’s about that time of the season, where we have ripened and matured – or have aged and rotted in the same spot.  Would not like to be the latter, but there is a cure for almost everything. A change will do you good. The annoying rhythm and beat of that infamous song comes to mind.

I recall the time when I did my first pass at the SLB interview back then in 2007 and it was in one of the halls that was facing one of the most beloved mosque ever. The interviewer had a piece of advice for me and it was to branch out and express myself more to the world rather than just make the world about my boyfriend and myself. I didn’t really think much about it at the time. I didn’t even show my real self to him and had already made passing judgments.

Post baby life, I realized how important it is to have people around you who are always ready to help. Some aren’t necessarily the type to lend a helping hand literally, but most have the intention to keep you company even if it means they will mess up your house just as much as your kid does in the period of time spent. I must smile. As painstakingly a bother it is at times, house chores should not see the last of me!!

I enrolled in a fit mob thing – there was a massive crowd of people doing the body combat moves and I was just busy copying the dude next to me cause I was just a blank screen when it came to this exercise. The tshirts were cool and I felt a bit like a make believe Lara Croft or the always coveted Chun-Li (like, where are you?!) but only to end up feeling like Marge Simpson cause I had all the dishes to do once I arrived home.

My brain is still buzzing, with excitement for my friends that are no longer here in town with me. You guys be safe. It’s amazing how we never really talked even when we were here together. But gosh, with the technology of telecommunications – it doesn’t feel that you have left me for one bit.