The sun is shining on a different note today. The warmth is somehow nostaglic and strong.
Unlike the 5 hours journey in a wandering July.
It has been a week since his demise. Coincidental or what to call it - he passed on , on my life's anniversary.
A sudden heart attack pushing him to fight his life with the many tubes and breather.
Unthinkable.
Nevertheless, he no longer has to battle within those tumultous moments.
I wonder where he went to.
I could only know when it's my turn to be bury underneath. Or , perhaps I wouldn't know. That the sense of knowledge and awareness may not exist any longer with the entrance of an exit. After all, we are finite beings who store lots of inquiries and curiosities but answers and confirmation are beyond us.
We have no control over our birth and death in this world.
Who is our biological parents? Which family we are born into?
How and when we will leave?
Not even in committing suicide. If the time is not up, the attempt is doomed to fail.
The following days:
Nevertheless, tonight, some strangers brought a note of hope in life.
Susan and Sung Bong Choi are among the individuals who tell the world that we can fight against the odds.
Only if we still believe in hope.
Despite the smirks, despite the crowd, despite our feelings.
Thank you.
I like this song so well although I ain't feeling well.
I Know Him So Well
A brilliant combo- insightful lyrics and prodigious melody
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jaLV2rLs_7E&feature=related
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