Unlike You, I Am.. #2

Like I said before, life has it's ways to make fun of me.
I am just a puppet in this stage. Pull a string, I lift my hand. Pull another, I smile. Pull all, I don't know what will happen. I never play the string puppet thing, but you got my idea. Or I assume you do. Whatever.

I had a boss who lived very near with their parents. She once said to me;
"Akak tak boleh duduk jauh dengan mak akak. Dari kecik, tak pernah berpisah jauh dengan mak akak. Suami akak pun macam tu jugak,"

My heart whispered,
"When I get married, I don't want to live too near with my parents. Such a loser, no? Always needed to be near with parents and all. I want to live with my husband, just the two of us. Romantic, isn't it? There's no need for families to be so near. That would be annoying,"

And then years passed and now a string has been pulled. The audience is laughing. Not just a typical laugh, a laugh with tears! Yeah, go on. Laugh at me.

You know what I am going to say.

Now that I have settled down, I need to be near with my mother. I need to check on her every now and then. I just have to be there for her. My house now is about 20 minutes from hers. Pretty much the same with my mother-in-law house. Yeah, if my past me is looking at me, she would say I am pathetic. The present me also thinks the past me is pathetic, so, we're even. Whatever.

Time does that, don't they?

At one time, one thing seems the right thing to do, at another, it is a very wrong thing to do.

Time.
Wow.
Not only it flies, it pretty much creates a different being.