Happiness is…

Two kinds of ice cream, tying your skate key, telling the time…a familiar duet by Lea and her brother. I remember this as a graduation song back in primary school when I was little. Lately, I started to be fond of the song again everytime I sing it with bubbles and kuting.

Bubbles and Kuting.
At the start of every morning, we meet up at the c-zone for a morning chat. When we get to our cubicles, for work, we start a “good morning thread” email. This could go on the whole day, especially if one of us is in “kulit” mode. We go back to the c-zone during breaks to tell short “anecdotes” on work issues, boss issues, office issues, family and relationship issues and other stuff. We look forward to our everyday “baon” sandwich and just talk about the people we see on the cafeteria while watching the noon time show on channel 2. Before we go home, we need to end the email chain with a goodbye. Plus a sweet good night text message before going to bed. We have ‘special edition’ Mondays when each will have a turn to tell her story on what happened during the weekend. There are times when we go out for dinner or coffee on weeknights. If one has a new activity, the other two will definitely join (as long as it's not about sports.). If you think of it as a routine, this is the routine that I will never get tired of doing.

For a short span of time, these two people have proved themselves to be “real friends.” We’ve been through a lot already and I could say, we know each very much. Both good and bad sides; mood swings, tantrums, happy moments, sad moments. Most part of me, my feelings and thoughts, I share with them.

In their own little ways, they make me feel special. Loved. Bubbles would know if I had a rough night when she sees me in the morning. From afar, she would know, without me, saying or doing anything. She would then ask if I’m okay. (And yes, she won’t stop until I tell the whole story.) On the other hand, Kuting will not leave me by myself if she knows I don’t want to be left alone. She will give me this pity-kitten-eyes so that I will agree that she accompany me to any place that I’m going. These two people can easily make me smile by a simple gesture or a corny joke. And it gets better when one laughs at something, because it’s really contagious. Not one of us will stop until we are all crying and getting tummy aches.

We need not always say that we’ll be friends forever, we just know. Not time, nor distance could put a stop to our friendship that has been tried and tested.

So, here is the end of the song. Happiness is having these two friends, sharing a sandwich, getting along. Happiness is singing together when the day is through. And happiness is those who sing with you.

I love you bubbles and kuting. Thank you for loving me.


(Thanks to Sir Bong for the very pretty shot.)