I bumped into an old friend yesterday someone whom i have not met for many years, the next statement came straight from his mouth after all the niceties and pleasantries, was this.........
"Eugene, how come you don't look as handsome as you used to, look at your receding hair line,it really makes you look old lah" to be very frank i was in a way offended by his statement and I am sure what he said was true,(ok not the part of "you don't look as handsome as you used to be" but the part of "receding hair line")
I acted cool though,telling him what to do age was catching on me. Guess what i did after my friend left, as i was on the way to picking Jovial up, at every red stop at the traffic junction, i would move down my rear view mirror, angled it at my head view, gently stroking my hair and sighing away.
Call it narcissism or self impression but frankly i was in a way disturbed by my old friend's remarks, i suddenly felt dampened in spirit and guts and i wonder why?
Frankly how i wished my old friend could have remarked such as this,'Hey Eugene, have not seen you for so many years and you still look great" hahahha i long for that kind of remarks but then again,the truth also hurts, doesn't it?
P/S : Guess i don't need my hair to meet God, do I?