The Conversation

So your phone beeped that no longer familiar beep. You opened the Whatsapp. It read "hi. How are you?" 

So there could be a 100001 ways to answer this. 

You could tell him about the other night when you woke up in panic because you had that nightmare. It was a good dream. It was good because he was in it. You called it a nightmare because he left. Took you a while to realise that it wasn't a dream at all. Just a memory. 

You could tell him about the day when you saw their photo and he was genuinely happy. And that made you sad. It made you sad because you promised you would be happy for him. If he's happy, then you're happy. It made you sad because you had to break your promise. 

You could tell him about your travelling experience lately. You could tell him about Dubai. How being in a foreign country doesn't feel foreign at all. How nothing made you happier than to see new places and trying new things. How being away from your routine feels right at home. How it made you realise, that life is not made to be lived in one place. 

You could tell him about how you dislike your current posting now. How statistics isn't really your cup of tea. How data and surveys are mere numbers to you. And numbers don't mean anything. But you miss doing Mathematics so at the end of the day it's not that bad. But still you'd lived for the day you finish your exams for Community Medicine. 

You could tell him all this. But as usual, you don't. 

You replied "hi. S'all good macam biasa. You?" 

*send*

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