Nota Kaki : The continuation from the previous Idealism.
Idealism Part erm, One ?
Are we too old for Idealism ? Were we too young for not being Idealistic ? The dude traveled to Terengganu with hopes, though I doubted that someone with a temper with the size of a teaspoon would've made it. Gave him the benefit of my doubt, nonetheless. Off he shoot to Terengganu with some quick little strategies we manage to table, though, I had hoped that I too, can be present with him just so that I'd keep him in check just in case his short fuse is about to blow or whatever. But that, never did materialized, given the commitments I was entrusted with and the ad hoc nature of the journey.
Told him to keep in touch, to report on stations he's arrived at and to talk to me FIRST before coming into whatever crucial decisions that he will be down to . So there he was, calling me for a few times that night. Reporting. When he did not call me back after the last time he'd contacted when he's reached Kuala Terengganu, I was slightly worried (I know what you're thinking, but the dude was not himself, you know).
Later that day, around half past five, my cellphone rang, it was his :
Me : Assalamualaikum Naz..
S : * Answers the Salam *
Me : Apa cerita ? (Whats up hey ?)
S : Aku dengan dia dah takde apa-apa dah.. (Me & her have already broken up)
Me : What the.. ?
S : Aku dah cakap ngan family dia dah.. Mano-to-Mano talks.. (I've spoken to her family, man-to-man talk)
Me : Aaaaaa.. ? Ko sure ke ni.. ? (Are you sure ?)
S : Aku sure.. Dah la, aku tanak pk pasal ni lagi.. (Am sure, enuff of it I dont wish to think about this anymore..)
S : Aku nak start hidup baru.. ( I wanna start a new life.. )
Me : Ko ni.. Ko marah ni.. ( You're saying this out of being mad.. )
He denied being under the influence of his frustration and the decision he's come to was a rational one and required, given the quagmire he was in. I told him that he's got my unwavering support for so long as his decision was made within the boundaries of Rationality. I reminded him of one thing though. I reminded him of going against whatever he's said that particular day and and its his job as a man, to stick to whatever decision he's come to and to stand by it regardless of what shall come in the future, for long to come.
He affirmed that thats the very thing he plans to do, though, again, I doubted him, given the definiteness of his objective before shooting off to Terengganu. Again, I, out of my definite generosity, offered him the benefit of my doubt anyways. But my doubts were never baseless, the dude was never really cured from the cuts. They were too deep to begin with, now at times, he still rants about getting back, at times talking and being stupid. Most of the time, am just ears, some other time, a whip and a knock on his head will do, just to bring him back to Reality. Just like the time has consumed the strength that he's got once, and how a short period of time has managed to kill him, time too, will rebuild the proof of his presence and assert to his fact-blocking head, of what worth he held.
Us humans, we're weak. We forgot our objective in the absence of numbers and strength. Being alone, alone, is enough to cloud our real purpose of cause. Let alone the batterings and a few slaps of Reality check on our faces. We melt before the coldness of Hardships and evaporate into thin air in the Fahrenheit of Obstacles. Thats just how weak we are.
Idealism, Part I & II - Tammat.
Idealism, Part I & II - Tammat.
P/S : Oh, saya masih puitis..