Becky calling

Singapore, Thai, Japanese, Chinese
Homely, Spicy, Steamboat, Fast food.
These are the various kinds of food I have been having with my neighbour lately... or rather, for the last 3 days.

Neighbour tucking into Chinese fast-food














Reading, Haircutting, Shopping, Massage.
These are the various kinds of activities I have been doing with my neighbour lately... or rather, for the last 3 days.

I wondered silently to myself. Have I become so un-friendly that I don't have friends to hang out with anymore? Is it ok to have a beck-&-call, someone you can always count on to hang out with when you are bored? Or when you simply need someone to have dinner with? Have I became HIS beck-&-call?

Trying to recall all the things we did and said. We basically chatted most of the time rather than do things together. It seemed as though the doing part was secondary but chatting key. We can chat about anything... world affairs, home affairs, his love life or the lack of it, my love life, his house, my house, his work, my work and so on.

It isn't everyday when you can find a clique-able friend to share your thoughts and life with. It isn't everyday when you can find a friend with whom you can simply be yourself and feel the total acceptance. It isn't everyday when you can have the bond and be honest with each other without guessing whether both of you have likings for each other. It isn't everyday you can find such a pal, a friend, a brother...

Perhaps having a beck-&-call isn't that bad after all! Perhaps, we should call this a "miracle".