Friday, 20 January 2017

Rivers and Fishes

Brunei Blogger May Cho of The Mayden and Shi Min of discofissh | Kampung Ayer, Golden Hour Brunei Blogger Shi Min of discofissh | Kampung Ayer, Golden Hour, The Mayden
The sun hung low in the sky as Min and I made our way across town to the capital. This was the reunion of two friends which saw the unfolding of a trip -- possibly their last -- to the water village on a Friday afternoon.

In true May and Min fashion, we took every chance we got to take silly snaps during rush hour traffic, ugly-dance to The Jackson Five and shout to Bobby McFerrin. At one point, we spent minutes recovering from fits of laughter as a neighboring driver gawked incredulously at our ferocious head bangs and violent gesticulations during a turning junction. Our dancing and singing didn't stop until the car was parked, the doors locked and our feet hit solid ground.


Brunei Blogger May Cho of The Mayden and Shi Min of discofissh | Kampung Ayer, Golden HourBrunei Blogger May Cho of The Mayden and Shi Min of discofissh | Kampung Ayer, Golden Hour
Brunei Blogger May Cho of The Mayden and Shi Min of discofissh | Kampung Ayer, Golden Hour
There are many words that can describe Min and I's friendship -- unforeseen, serendipitous, exponential -- but I have grown to like describing our funny little bond as all the words combined, because the girl who calls herself discofissh has somehow flooded my world with all of her quirks and I can barely reach the air long enough to pick just one word out. So it is what it is; like being thrown overboard and meeting a water creature that teaches you how to swim and breathe underwater. Rivers and fishes and maybe mermaids and wishes.

The less than short year we have known each other is frequently discussed bemusedly between the both of us. Perhaps it was the way we have somehow grown together, like branches of Bonsais intertwining, that made it rather unbelieving. We grew up through time together, talking about life and death and faith and dreams, but we also grew in, becoming sort of comfort corners for the other.

There were so many things I wanted to write about Min as I sat down to draft this post -- her selflessness, her creativity, her beauty -- all of which anyone who has chanced across her will spend days on end talking about, and though everything that she is leaves me a scrambling mess trying to fathom every single day, I have realized that what propelled me to write this in the first place is not what she is, but what she means.

Brunei Blogger Shi Min of discofissh | Kampung Ayer, Golden Hour, The Mayden
We made our way across the village's walkways, breathing in the smell of fishes, listening to the sound of water beating against wooden stilts. The water village glistened under the evening sun. We wasted no time as we chased the orb in the sky, hoping to harvest the rest of her light for pictures and portraits.

This was, I quickly realized, possibly one of the last shoots I will ever have with Min as the prospect of her leaving for further studies dawned upon me. I have had friends come and go in my life, like seeds in a garden shed dispersed into the world. Only the feeling of hope had filled my heart. I have had love come and go in my life, like a piece of the soul ripped out of the body. The feeling of a phantom limb haunts me. But this --


"There are plenty of fishes in the sea," so they say, but none will ever be able to replace a particular discofissh -- friend, sister and everything in between.


What are some of your favourite kind of friendships?

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