Received a sms from a uni-mate that we last met 6 years ago in her church wedding.
Learnt that she is the proud mother of her 9 months old son now.
In the end, both of us sent out the same sms text: Time flies.
Shackle with our own daily commitment to our routine schedule
Endless meeting, deadlines and as such
Time passed by in our mad rush in life
Days went by, months gone by and years came by
Where about are our buddies, friends and mates
Whom we share happiness, sorrowness and all those precious memories?
Take a moment off the tight schedule
Re-polish those memories buried in our mind
Send a greeting to those whom used to be part of our life
Time does fly
Memories do fade
Friendship do need our little touch to last
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