The ship we call friend

Me and my friends used to play basketball on friday nights weekly ever since we graduated from highschool.

It was my good friend Jefferson's idea as he was the one with the big Toyota Unser, he fetched all of us from our houses before heading to the basketball court at Kota Kemuning.

We chose to play at night because the weather was nice, no hot blazing sun to sear our soft tofu-like skin.

These basketball sessions used to have at least 8 people attending where we can play a pick-up game of 4 v 4.

Then after our ball session, we would head to the mamak for the next session - Yum Cha.

We would catch up on each of our lives by meeting and talking face to face. Nothing beats physical interaction. Facebook, Whatsapp or whatever social media are just not up to it.

We would talk about anything on the face of Earth.
"That so and so already so buff!"
"Wow she really changed alot!"
"Did you know that A is now with B already?"
"Hey did you know Robin Williams has already passed away?"

Last time we were communicating through SMS
"Hey, want to ball tonight?"
The usual reply would be:
"Errr... How many?"
Well I couldn't give them an answer if all of them replied like that.
Usually it would either be me or my friend Jefferson who would gather people for the session.

Then I started a group in Facebook to inform them of our sessions
It was simpler that way, we didn't have to spend on SMS-ing.

Then we had Whatsapp.
We would call our group "Ballers" and notified each other of any ball sessions.
We would even update ourselves with some of the NBA news, videos or techniques to improve our ball game.

But soon, it wasn't really much about ball.
We started talking about other things.
We would share info on the latest technologies, news, hot food places, and so on.

One time, there even was some drama in the group that led to a few members leaving.

Slowly everybody started having their own commitments.
Our priorities change.
We were slowly becoming not as agile and vivacious as before.
We get lazy.
Some of us are outstation or overseas.

Weekly ball sessions,
turning into forthnights,
then monthly,
then once in a blue moon.

I always hope these sessions would remain.
When we were much closer, much open, much carefree, less worries

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