My aunt’s maid helper is leaving the family soon. She hugged me on her very last day and said this “Kak Nee, saya takkan lupakan Kak Nee sampai bila2. Kak Nee baik sekali dengan saya. Kalau Kak Nee tiba di Surabaya telepon (hey, I’m just playing along with her accent! ;)) saya, nanti saya jemput di airport” (or so)
(Heh, she’s older than me, of course, but she called me that out of courtesy since everybody else call me that)
No, don’t get me wrong – I didn’t cry buckets. She’s one of the many helpers that come and go from my aunt’s house. And I’ve been nothing but kind to them. I’m the only person that they dare to pesan anything to buy; be it credit for handphone, kirim duit to their hometown, tudung, baju. I sometimes gave away my still-in-pristine-conditions baju yang I no longer tak muat favour. Human is still human, right? Them being a helper in a country away from theirs, doesn’t make it an excuse for me to treat them any differently.
Ok, I’m sooo menyimpang already from what I want to talk about previously.
“Saya takkan lupakan Kak Nee sampai bila2” ~ that’s not the first time I heard that.
“I takkan lupakan yang you masak untuk I ni sampai bila2” ~ yepp, I definitely heard that before.
“Aku takkan lupakan semua kenangan kita sampai bila2” (or so) ~ well, it began to echo cliche-ly on my eardrums.
You know, when few things being said waaaay too many times, it doesn’t carry any weigh anymore. It doesn’t sound as important anymore.
People say too many things; things that they meant and things that are just loosely came out from their mouth, for the sake of being ‘in-the-zone’ and blatantly to show that they care.
Do they really remember what they said? Or perhaps those things are still stuck somewhere in brain of theirs but they were caught in time, people and space as they move along and are forced to forget those things in order to allow new memories being constructed at the back of their mind? Make sense?
Too bad, I memorize them all. From many years ago to-date. It’s not my fault that I have this very strong memory – even on things that I refuse to remember! – but it’s certainly their fault for not holding on to what they said. But – hush, hush – I won’t go running around telling people to keep up to their words anytime soon. I’ll let the memories sunk deep under and rested amongst the hidden treasures.
So people, only say things that you meant! You may never know what you uttered might bring harm to other people. Or perhaps you’ll say it best when you say nothing at all🙂