Nadiah Alwi

*Phone ringing*

Man: But, I need to see you.

Woman: You have to understand.

Man: Silent.

Woman: Say something, will you?

Man: What?

Woman: That you understand.

Man: But, I don’t.

Woman: You said you would.

Man: Silent.

Woman: You knew it from the beginning.

Man: Silent.

Woman: I gotta go now. He’s here. *Click*

*Phone ended*

Picture by: Tomasz Piskorski

Man: Thanks for listening.

Woman: It’s ok.

Man: Do you think she ever loved me?

Woman: I don’t know.

Man: Not that I care now. She’s out of my life.

Woman: Silent.

Man: Thanks for being there for me.

Woman: I can never be out of your life, can I?

Man: You’re my best friend. You’ll always be there as I will always be there for you.

Woman: I wish I was her, though.

Man: I used to have a crush on you.

Woman: Why didn’t you say so?

Man: Because, I had a crush on you.

Woman: I did, too.

Man: Why didn’t you say so, either?

Woman: Because, I had a crush on you. And, you were supposed to be the one who said that. You’re a man.

Man: Why can’t women express their feelings toward men?

Woman: Who said so?

Man: You just did.

Woman: I did not.

Man: Yes, you did.

Woman: Sigh.

Man: Silent.

Woman & Man: (altogether) Now…

Man: You go first…

Woman: Aren’t you going to say it?

Man: Say what?

Woman: Sigh. Just forget it.

Man: Ok.

Woman: Sigh.

Man: Would you like to join me for dinner tonight?

Woman: Silent.

Man: I guess you don’t.

Woman & Man: Walk different ways.

rating: 3 of 5 stars

This is not one of Dahl’s books that I love. But, it’s ok. Maybe it’s because of the mice — I can’t stand one mouse, and in this book, I had to deal with lots of mice. However, I love the lovely bond between the main character and his Grandmamma. Reminds me of my GrandMa.

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You don’t know what you’ve got ’til it’s gone. Know that lyric? I do and I think it’s absolutely right.

People take for granted everything they have but then when it’s gone, they start missing it.

I think, that’s what happened with me and the King. I mean, well, he was there in his Neverland, safe, alive, maybe he could make more musics and all. But then, I saw on TV, he passed away.

I was ok at first. So what if he’s gone?

Then, I heard his songs played again and again on the radio. Umm…is he really gone? I asked myself.

Oh no, the King of Pop is no longer with us. He can’t make more musics. Then, I realized that something was missing.

I visited his website. You can post your bestest memory about the king there.

I have quite a lot memory — not that I met him or what — about his songs. They have accompanied me during some moments of sorrow and joy, when I was sad and even when I fell in love.

Well, thanks, MJ. Your beautiful voice, your wonderful songs, will always be there for me though you can’t now. May you rest in peace, Sir.