CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Birds of the Same Feathers, Understand Each Other

I was a student at a very popular computer school here in the country, and I should say I have earned the respect and courtesy I wanted from most of my friends there. I became rich with the people I trust, the people I care, and the people I love. I believe that even up to this moment, I still feel the same way to the people I met there the first time we got together, I still think of them as the best of friends anyone could have. I had several uneasy situations with different and almost all sorts of people, but I still believe it’s worth the time, the experience is still fruitful. And for that, I will never forget a man of my likeness.

The first time I met this guy was when we had our orientation. He was sitting in front of me, and all he did was look at me, smile, then nod his head. I did the same thing and it’s like we understand each other just by doing that sort of action. It felt like I already know this guy for quite some time.

First day of classes. I found out that we were classmates for most of our subjects and we actually have the same schedule. For the first time, I saw a man who actual looks like he fears nothing, and he’s confident in whatever he does. I then started to admire this guy, knowing that he can be a good friend.

We had our chats, small ones. I found out we had almost the same experiences. He too was once an addict just like me, and even worse. He’s dosage is even higher than what I usually take. I was so impressed with his beliefs that I then began to wonder and reflect with my past life. This man is actually just like me; our only difference is he never regrets any of it to happen. He’s even thankful that it DID happened; for he knows he learned and earned something from it, one way or another. He has a positive outlook in life. I had none. So I thought I could learn more from this man.

We became friends. Very good and close friends. He was like a brother to me. I learned so many things from him, his positive perspective towards life, the things I could do to prevent my bad temper, and the things I could do something bad happens. We had all the time in the world and he was very good in what he says.

There was one thing that was interesting with our friendship, he is a Muslim and I’m a catholic. When I told my community about it, some of them actually thought it was a good idea, knowing that two people living in different worlds can be the best of friends. Some even judged us for what we had. People think that he could influence me with my faith and belief or vice versa. But nothing like that happened. We shared our beliefs with our different religions but we never fought or argue about it. All we did was encourage each other everytime we had our differences. It was one of the best times of my life.

I will never forget a man like that.

To Edruzier, thank you for being a very close friend. It is true that we did believe in one thing…

Birds of the same feathers, understand each other.