This is a long post without pictures.
Pretty sure that most of you won't read it, haha.
Anyway, I want to talk about mr.R today.
Well well well, who's this mr.R here?
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An adorable 65 year-old man with a round tummy and a little hair left, hahaha.
I met him on my flight back to Malaysia, such a great month spent in Aussie though.
It was so wonderful that I have to blog about it (as you know, I like to share good things)
The world is so small, so weird, so strange.
Fate often brings people together.
I believe in fate.
Fate is such a strange thing, it's unexpected, yet so amazing.
I saw mr.R right after I walked in to the airport.
He was out of my sight for a while because I gave all my attention to William.
The next time I saw him, he was queuing behind me for check-in.
Then, I was reading a little at the lounge room while waiting for boarding.
I saw him again, looking out the window.
Finally, I boarded the plane and I looked for my seat.
He was there, just there, sitting next to my seat.
(Well, he queued behind me, maybe that's why we were placed together.)
Anyway, I always bring my huge backpack with me when I travel.
I always carry my laptop, my cameras, my books, my headphones, my pen etc.
He asked if I want to put my bag in the overhead compartment and offered help.
"Nah, I'm alright, thank you :)"
We didn't talk then, I continued reading my book and giggled at funny bits.
It was my first time flying off Perth in the evening.
First time seeing day view of probably the whole Perth, it was always night view before this.
The view was simply breathtaking, I was blown away.
I took my phone out and started snapping pictures.
Mr.R started a conversation.
"Perth has grown so much since I moved here."
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The things I would do when I got on a plane -
1. Read till my eyes get tired.
2. Entertainment on the plane, music or movie.
3. Eat.
4. Sleep.
You know how MAS or SIA provides headset for the entertainment system.
I didn't touch it, I didn't unwrap it.
I would usually unwrap the headset right away and put it on.
I would usually unwrap the headset right away and put it on.
For the very first time, I didn't sleep, I wasn't tired, I was energized.
5 hours and 30minutes flight.
We did not stop talking.
We talked even when we were having our meal, lol.
Some people might think this is dangerous to do.
Talking to a stranger like this but I didn't feel threatened at all.
Sometimes, it's great, it's nice to talk to a stranger.
(Without revealing too much of your important personal information)
You just pour everything out from your heart, just anything, everything, all you wish, all you want.
He shared his life stories with me.
Mr.R has three beautiful kids, two daughters and a son.
"How many children do you have?"
"Three. I meant, two now."
I thought his tongue slipped, made a joke or something, I wasn't sure.
"Huh? Three? Two?"
"I had three. I lost my eldest daughter 9 years ago."
"I'm sorry, I'm terribly sorry to hear that."
"Nah, she was in a bad accident."
"I'm sorry."
I was going to change topic but he seemed like he didn't mind sharing.
"You're fine talking about it?"
"Yeh, I'll have to be fine.
It has been 9 years now, what can I do? I have to try to let it go (somehow).
It has been 9 years now, what can I do? I have to try to let it go (somehow).
Her life was just starting, she just graduated, she was a bright student.
She had a great boyfriend, she was 21, just like you, petite also.
There was one day, her car overturned for some reason.
She was all fine, she stayed at the side of the road.
Kind people actually stopped by and helped her.
She gave me a call, I told her that I would be there in 15minutes.
A guy was driving under the influence of drugs and alcohol, speeding.
He hit a car, the car lost control, at the very wrong time, at the very wrong direction.
It hit right at her, she passed instantly."
Now I remember when I passed that highway, William always told me to look for a cross.
He said that some tragic accident happened there.
I shared with William through the phone when I got home.
Perth is probably too small, he said this was all over the news years ago.
"Do you hate him?"
"Yes, I do."
The driver was only charged for wreckless driving.
Sentenced to 18 months jail time but was let out at the 6th month.
He showed me pictures of his children in his wallet.
She was beautiful, her name is Elizabeth.
(I was like OMG, my eldest sister's name is Elizabeth as well, WTH.)
Yeh, she had long dark hair, sweet and elegant looking.
"She would be 30 year-old now if she was still here."
It was heartwrenching to hear the story.
It must have killed him inside talking about it.
I haven't been a parent before.
As much as I feel that I know the pain but I actually don't get the pain.
I can't imagine, I guess I'll know when I become a mother someday.
I changed the topic and tried to make him feel better.
"You've got a handsome son there."
"Ahahaha, where he got his looks from? Me!"
"Oh, yeh yeh yeh, definitely from you! Haha."
"He's 19, 190cm tall, he's doing medicine, he's going to be a doctor."
"Wow, too young for me, I would take him if he was older, haha."
"Girls chase after him!"
"Of course, young, handsome, 190cm, future doctor, why not?"
He is a proud father, he really is one proud father.
He was so proud talking about his kids.
I bet he's a really great father, his kids better appreciate him well.
His second daughter is an engineer, some professional crazy ranking engineer.
She designs, builds, does trackwork, something like that.
Successful, intelligent, knowledgeable, independent.
I wish I was smarter, I wish I was someone like this.
He told me more stories and experiences, hilarious ones, tough ones.
His ex girlfriend's stories, how he met his lovely wife.
I wish I could share more about his stories, a funny one but I figured it's too personal.
I wish I could share more about his stories, a funny one but I figured it's too personal.
We even talked about our favourite drama series.
Something in common, GREY'S ANATOMY!
I shared my boyfriend stories too, lol lol lol.
He tried to advise me like a father would.
I'm not sure if I should blog this at all, it's personal.
"I can write a book about my life."
"Publish a book then, I'll read it."
"Maybe you can be my writer/publisher!"
Hahaha, guess I am doing it.
I did leave my website address to him, I wonder if he would see this.
We exchanged email address though.
He emailed me last night, cute email, very cute.
Little old man typed a cute email, it made me smile so bright.
He was transiting to Penang while I stayed in KL.
His wife and his daughter will join him later this week.
I'm thinking of replying by attaching this blog post but I'm also thinking not.
Do you think I should?
Do you think he'll not be happy that I talked bout his life?
What do you think? Is this bad? He didn't seem to mind? I don't know?
I shared this with my mum, William, Jane.
I think our meeting was incredible.
Mr.R is simply inspiring.
I don't know how but it just got to me.
It's unforgettable.
I hope I'll see him soon again in Perth.
Life is so fragile.
To those people who take drugs, DON'T DO DRUGS.
If you freaking do, freaking stay in your room and go high or whatever.
Don't go risking and taking people's life out there.
Don't drink(alcohol) and drive, well, you can drink water/orange juice.
No funny matters, I hope everyone is safe.
I was scared when Jane was pressing on her phone while driving today.
I don't want to lose people I love.
It's hard to learn to appreciate things/life but at least, TRY.
It's hard to learn to appreciate things/life but at least, TRY.
I know you only live once #YOLO
All I can say now is, party safe, xx.