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At Last My Brother... This Day is Yours


No one can describe how proud I was of my brother... 6 years my junior... All grown up...
The moment when they announced his name in the hall... I stood up and clapped, and a dozen other lecturers and professors clapped in unison, all wondering who this whizzkid was who got the single standing ovation of the entire convocation...

I smiled...

That was my brother...

The kid I loved to pieces as a teenager...

I was his idol... his mentor... his elder brother...

The young adult I watched grow apart, as he struck his own footsteps in the sands of time, no longer stepping in mine...

It was a painful realisation... A lesson I had to learn... but I knew he had to walk his own path... Choose his own destiny... Where I would only exist as an observer... And so I observed... how this boy became an adult... and how this adult became a man...

And so I clapped, even as the clapping of others ceased... A solitary man in glistening robes... clapping for the man who was his pride and joy... His brother...


Congratulations Ammar.
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Tiesha Chan said…
congrats ammar... ;)
May 1, 2008 at 4:53 PM
Yana Ismail said…
Congratulations Ammar:)huhu
May 1, 2008 at 6:32 PM
azie said…
congratulations!
May 1, 2008 at 8:07 PM
izzati fuad said…
reminds me of the supernatural brothers..so cool together..(been watching it lately..ahaks)
May 4, 2008 at 1:33 AM
Abdullah Mohd Nawi said…
Thanks girls... :)
Ammar is now working in KL in an architect consultant firm in Sri Hartamas. He's working hard there, but also enjoying what he does.. I guess that's what everyone needs to do right? :)
May 4, 2008 at 3:05 AM
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