THE MANY SIDE OF US

Last week my alumni organised a golden jubilee to celebrate 50 years of the school. I did not attend but follow up on the updates via social medias. Great turn up, it seems. Many of our teachers, seniors and juniors attended. I’m so glad.

Nevertheless, personally, I’ll try to avoid any kind of reunion. I did once, and to tell the truth, that was also kinda the last. It was organised for our batch, Class of ‘xx’ and eventhough it was hosted at a member’s club where my hubby managed and arranged for discounts, I felt so ill at ease.

I don’t know, maybe the introvert in me that makes me feel like that or what, but if that is the case, how come I do not have any problems meeting clients, authorities or even top management? 

Why did I felt inferior among my dear friends that I grew up with? We were all very close since all of us are staying in hostels and get to go home only on school holidays. We spent so much time together then apart; we go to class, afternoon prep and evening prep everyday. We ate the same food at the dining hall, participated in most of the sports and tournaments, but why do I have this kind of feeling? It’s difficult to explain but I avoided any kind of so called reunion at any cost. I may join a small get together with a few people but not reunion. Months over years, it become clear to me why I avoid those gatherings.

From my point of view, reunion is to see or may I say to showcase how successful one may be. Why do I say this? Am I being judgmental? Or is it because I have that thought in mind? I’m just THAT kind of person? Trust me, I’ve explored those options. Before I put anything past others, I’d blame it on me first.

One time, whilst enjoying our once in a blue moon get together with my four other crazy ladies, one of them asked whether I was coming to the next reunion, which was only a couple of weeks away, and my feedback was simple. “I meet up with you guys already, who else do I wanna see at the reU? What more, I’m sick of telling people what I do and get that one kind of a look with a long O before trying to find excuses to tear themselves away from me. No thank you! If I want insult, I can get that from you guys!” And each of us would burst out laughing. Yup! This kind of get together is good enough for me. We speak our mind!

Coming back to present day, I am a woman without career, and get this (drum roll please) a little too much weight (no eye rolling please) and of late need a helping hand or stick to walk, doesn’t really mixed well to boost my esteem. I don’t blame anyone for my condition but I also do not need any kind of sympathy look from others. I do not want to be the wallpaper nor do I want to be the centre of attraction. I’ve experienced it before and never again do I want to happen again. Once bitten, twice shy!

But this is just me. You may have different perspectives and opinions. Please share your thoughts.

📸 Pic of us crazy sista, meet up a couple of years ago.