I had always been a person who likes to get inspired.
I like listening to real life stories of people who exceeds the ordinary.
And all this while, I have to thank these two people.
I have two lovely mentors whom I look highly after...
I had two mentors actually...
One of them, the longest one I've been with past away of lung cancer just recently.
I didn't even get to see her when she was in the hospital.
She was like a mother to me.
I really miss her.
My other mentor is the person I'd go to for advice on life.
She's the perfect person to go to when I feel that I needed a scolding.
She cares for me a lot...
Both my mentors are expert in their very own ways.
But I miss my 1st mentor bcoz she is able to 'read' me and my actions before I am able to even understand them.
My 2nd mentor is also able to 'read' people, but not in the same way...
For a while now, I've been dreading not having a person who is able to 'read' me...
To know who I am, how I am...
I miss having somebody understanding me when I say the least...
Though it is scary having a person knowing u inside out with just one look...
But it makes u think...
It makes u analyze urself...
Look back at yourself...
Now,
When I least expect it...
I found someone...
I thought he was scary since he was my trainer at work...
But somehow,
slowly...i see that he is able to 'read' most of us in class...
And one day, I gather all my courage and ask...
Sir, can you read people...
and he answered...yes...
And then we had a long talk...
He reminded me of my 1st mentor...
Whom I miss so much...
He talked of things that I would never have talked about to anyone...
He guided me...
He gave me advice...
Finally...somebody who makes me think...
Somebody who makes me analyze and muhasabah myself...
Someone who cares enough to tell me what I'm doing is wrong...
I missed that...
I hope he will always be around...
As a mentor...trainer and most importantly as a friend.
