The imprint in Junior’s life

I cannot agree more that we are always searching for things, significant things to fill that gap in our life. We failed to notice small things or people around us but in fact, these are the small and insignificant things that would bring impact in our life.

During school’s open house, Junior visited many booths set up by ECA groups. She has always wanted to join NPCC, smart uniforms, cool is the word. She walked towards a station where rifles and guns were displayed. The eagerness from holding one of these gadgets was shown on her face. “Come, hold this. Don’t be shy….” A girl in smart uniform smiled and handed Junior a heavy rifle. “You must join us, its very fun. You can fire this and this revolver too. Live!” The warm and liveliness of this person touched Junior at the very innermost pit. Junior had never experienced this kind of amiable touch from anyone, definitely not from her own sister. Junior signed up and anticipated the trills and adventures this ECA could bring.

The girl in uniform Senior became Junior’s officer-in-charge. Junior strived to be the best in any activities. That is her principle in life. Junior had many opportunities working with Senior and through the time they established a strong bond. Other cadets in the squad were boycotting Junior then, due to some childish and nincompoop reasons. For one donkey year, Junior has only one Malay friend (God bless her for being a faithful friend) and Senior was always by her side, mentoring her.

Junior loves bus journeys; she loves to take the same bus with Senior. They never talk much, the only companion was each other and of course a walkman. They would listen to Allan Tham’s songs and more and they have made “Eternal Flame” their song.

Two years has come to past, their friendship strengthened even though they were seeing their first boyfriends. They were there for each other when their boyfriends left them. They shared many laughter and joy; sadness and tears. Junior could remember vividly the first time she saw Senior cried. The silent weeping could no longer hold………she cried her heart out. The same history repeated when Junior’s relationship failed. What raced through Senior's mind was the kind of emptiness which had once crept into her heart, and to see it happening again, this time on Junior, she was momentarily lost for words. Could anyone even understand the intensity of the moment? They were sitting in a park near her house, the familiar song was on air….Senior pat Junior on her head and said” I have always wanted a younger sister, but too bad I am the youngest in my family. Can you be my younger sis? I would be very proud to have a talented sportswoman as my sister.”