i got a friend back in the days when i was in secondary skool. we used to call him 'Apex'. in fact, until today the name still stick to him. the last time we met..i guess should be a year ago.

there is something interesting abuot this guy....

he is a very pias person when it comes to be an obidient son. if i'm not mistaken, his father passed away, prior to the day when i got to know him.(that should be somewhere in 1998). im also not sure on what course that he is to take the role of the one to be responsible on the family after his mother, but what i know is...he has been doing that since then...until today.

but bare in mind, though being put in that kind of position..according to people, he has never changed. he kept being one of the nicest bloke in the skool. being friendly to everybody, keep making new friends day by day, and join us his classmate in every soccer game they had(going against the other class and other teams).

one thing that make people recognize him, and also a sign of his obidience towards his mother...appears when every time i bump into him on the road..50% of the times..it was him and his mother sitting on the passanger's seat. carrying the mother anywhere she wants. sometime they have several plastic bags on the bike's handle or on their hands, sometime it was only them...this boy has been doing this since at least for the last 8 years. and since then again,i have been wondering...how does it feel to have your mom on the bike when you were riding. doesn't it seemed to be awkward? some of our friend, after our soccer session in Port Bangla every evening sometime asked,"tak geli ke bawak mak sendiri naik motor?" (don't he feel weird to carry his mom around on the bike?)when most of friends of mine rides motorbike to most place they go, i guess maybe there is some relevance for them to come out with that kind of question. yeah, when they normally carry girls where they shall receive nice tight hold from the back, or a joy of breasts that acts as the 'shock absorber' everytime it bumps on them after the emergency brakes'...for sure that kind of ideas comes to their mind.

well, i finally found the answer today. as early as 6.10am.

my brother send my dad's car for some painting work. it was on my dad's request. that leaves the house with no car. my brother has left for his class in MFI last night. that leaves me the only man with transport at home. my mom was late for work. needed a ride to the nearest bus stop. and this is where the mighty mouse's 'here i come to save the day' really means a lot.

to add, later at 11am, i was about to leave the house heading to shah alam..my dad..needed a ride to PUTRA-LRT station. the same case applies.

wonder how it feels? it was hell a heavy responsibility i felt on my shoulder. the person i carry were the two that brought me to this world, and have been doing whatever it needs to make me the person i am today..these two people were the one where my other brothers and sister rely to live, and look for love.

now i have found the answer...only three words i hve for my friend, apex...

"I RESPECT YOU, brother"