Too often, we neglect the people who are in and out of our lives everyday. We fail to stop and realise how long they have been around and what difference they have made in our lives.
Take for instance the mail man. I had a 3-liner conversation with the man who has been delivering my mail for the last decade (that I can remember); and only after the conversation, did i realise that he has probably seen my brothers and I grow up:
From the time we waved to him whilst we were in our school uniforms walking home;
to when each of us disappeared for 3 years, but be around to sign for registered mail during the months of July - Sep;
to seeing each of us buy our own vehicles and parking them outside our house, making him have to change his routine of zigzagging from door to door on his moped.
He doesn't look like he's aged.
But I don't even know his name.
Shall find out tomorrow.