From a boy to a grown up. From there to here. From a graduate trainee, to a special constabulary to a teacher. Life for him was all about moving around. He had never stopped at one place for so long. It seems that he was destined to be a wayfarer.
He thought that with all the movements, he hadn't been at static. He felt dynamic. And he was happy living with that perception until a student of him asked him one question.
"Teacher, have you ever thought of building a new life?"
He smirked at the question but trully amazed that a 10-year-old girl could come out with such question.
"What do you mean?" He asked for clarification.
"You know. You have to move on, aren't you?"
He had a little knock on his head with that question. For him, this was something new.
"Teacher, how old are you now?" That little girl asked him again. He could see her friends giggled at her back.
"I thought I've told you of my age."
"I know. Poor you."
"Why?"
Ignoring the question, the girl asked him once more, "Teacher, why aren't you married? My brother is younger than you and he was married."
He was stunned. He looked back and reminisced of all his old friends. Some of them were already blessed with two children. And they were either younger or of the same age as him. He looked back at the girl and began to swallow the meaning of her words. When she said moving on, it was not about moving around. It was about settling down with a person and began a new journey together for eternity.
He smiled at this bright little child. "When the time comes, when I meet the right person, insyaAllah, I will move on."
The little girl giggled with her friend. She seemed glad to hear that. "We can't wait."
"Of course, you can."
There was a sigh. He was relieved. At the same time, he was also burdened with one question, "When, oh when that moment will come? When, oh when will you appear?"
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