next stop>marriage institution

went to KL to celebrate hari raya. not my favourite place, frankly. contrary to my current job of meeting a lot of new, different people everyday, i hate big cities which doubtlessly full of people.
last night, had a conversation with norahman and maliah, schoolmates. it felt as if planned beforehand. we left school, scattered all over the planet, and sit together again to have that conversation.
talked about our lives and everything that revolved around it. not much of a difference. we hate our jobs. we hate our bosses and we dreamt to become bosses ourselves.

maliah is a journalist. living in KL and yet agreed on our perception regarding the city. it is just sometimes way too hectic for no specific reason. norahman is a lecturer. also better off staying in JB rather than KL just like me. "it is suicidal in a way especially when it comes to driving in KL"....very true man..

time flies. it really does. i said next stop is the marriage institution. why? it's like a train ride. but i ain't gonna sing "stop that train i wanna get off"..don't think i'm ready yet to marry someone else's daughter. i'm lying there.

i can't wait for our next reunion gathering. eager to see how many of us has become fathers and mothers. ahh, who's next?

bob marley used to say "there's always a song for any occasion" and i know 'father and son' by cat stevens is the song for this occasion. damn!

p/s : read the lyrics and you'll definitely get what i'm trying to say.