A silent feud has been brewing for several months. This post is published over much deliberation (puzzled me for months and drafted it some days ago). It might rob something important from me after publishing. I had proof-read it over and over again to censor certain contents.
The feud is an absolutely puzzling and unbelievable one for the person I have it with is just somebody whom I'm not close to at all.
His trail of thoughts is something I disagree with. His opinionated character is the factor why I have been avoiding him all the while. No doubt he (J) has once led me and taught me. Our characters simply can't match.
In his opinion, I'm someone capable of telling on others.
And it just so happen like this...
Both of us coincidentally saw our comrade, N
issanS
unny, at same place but at different times. And sadly, all three of us ought to be met at the final destination. But NS didn't turn up. It wasn't any ordinary meeting; one is responsible to be present for what is scheduled. Questions of where NS could be, did anyone saw NS and who has NS's number were asked repeatedly. And foolish me answered. J looked up at me with disgust and came up to me shortly, admitted that he also saw NS. So, I guess from that moment onwards I'm being labelled as someone capable of telling on others. I knew I have done something wrong badly. I'm very apologetic for my foolishness done to NS :( For that incident, I went missing in action for several weeks before appearing in J's sight again.
But a feud isn't established easily in just one day.
I received a message from J one day. A mass-sms asking for MSN address from everyone in his phone contacts. It was early in the morning when I saw the message and found it impolite to reply for I fear that I might wake him up from sleep or whatsoever. So, I did my expertise; to procrastinate. And procrastination coupling with poor memory made me forgotten about the message till the next time I saw him which was already several weeks later. By then when he saw me, his face was ever darker and might probably labelled me as aloof. For that, I attempted to ignore everything including the message and made no effort to explain for the no-reply.
We never speak and never run into any conversation anymore. No more.
We will always bound to meet. But never did I expect to meet him in the public. We met on bus on a pouring day. No friendly eye contacts or greetings were initiated by any side. We were just two strangers riding on the same bus. Nothing special.
No exchanging words between us were needed for our unhappiness; just expressions would do.
J holds his opinion with great esteem and he's also vocal to voice out his holy opinions. He was reprimanded for a fault which wasn't solely his. He couldn't afford to swallow that down his throat. And the F word came out. I was standing right behind him at that critical unlucky moment. He was hopping mad and I could see. Yet, my expression was not to have any expression. I couldn't make up any big teary bambi eyes; begging him to cool down b'cuz I only had dark eye rings.
And that earned me the honour of being mentioned on his holy sacred grounds. He mentioned in a line, "... the
blank uncaring look of the..." No clear indications need to be made; it's me. Apparently, my expressionless face committed faults and hurt him. I've got no words. Nothing.
Note the fella's face in red circle.
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An expressionless face inflicted pain on a frail, little heart of his.
