The Prequel? AGAIN?

I had a great day today overall, and capped by a quick talk with her. Quick but really nice talk (well not that quick). We had a chance of telling each other's days, sharing detailed stories. Everything that we could share to each other, we did. That's the kind of talk that I really missed for the past week. I could hear her enthusiasm telling me, for instance, how she managed to do her DIY gift wrapper (even to that small thing). I appreciate that talk very well. I cherish it very much. And I definitely want to talk to her like that again next time. MEANINGFUL.

So anyway, what about the prequel? Well, it just dawned to me the other night.

But first thing's first -- what is the prequel? (Damn, I lost my picture of it from my 2010 trip and I don't have any other picture of it.)

The prequel is an actual notebook which I bought in KL (wow, a concrete venue!!!) way back in 2005 as my initial diary for S. It was a series of heartfelt entries about her which ran for two months. Check this for more info about it -> http://secret--lover.blogspot.com/2009/04/prequel.html.

The prequel was also seen by T briefly. I showed it to her, with one of the reasons as a token of my appreciation of following my previous blog. By the time my 2010 KL visit was coming to an end, I left it with S's brother. Check it in here -> http://secret--lover.blogspot.com/2010/01/unexpected-turn-of-events.html. But before giving it to him, I made a soft copy of it.

So why mention it again now? What is its significance at this point?

Nothing, really.

It just surfaced again (from the talk) in my 2013 KL visit. Towards the end of Day 4. Post celebration of S's wedding with her brother and two of his friends (who became my friends too).

All of a sudden, S's brother just mentioned about it out of the blue. He said something like "Hey I still have your old diary. It's in the old house where my cousins are now staying. Do you want it back?"

The first reaction I had was nothing. At least physically nothing. Because I was a bit shocked and all touched. I didn't really expect he would keep it and he would remember it, at least that it's still where it should be. It was really nice of him, and I felt quite closer to him because of that. Well, I really see him as a brother, even before that time.

I told him to keep it where it is right now (also it wasn't exactly within reach at that time). But even if it's just within reach, there was no plan to take it at that point so I wouldn't bother if ever.

Maybe on my next trip, I'll take it home. But for now, it will rest in the same resting place for the last four years (next month).